Married a Secret Billionaire

"Oh, it's Mr. Quimby." Owen hastily wiped his hand across his clothes, smiling obsequiously. "I didn't expect... to

meet you again. How have you been?"

Daniel looked at the hand Owen extended, his expression darkening even further.

Maisie gave Owen a pat and whispered, "Owen, what are you saying?"

Owen chuckled and quickly corrected himself. "Oh, I misspoke... Heh, I've had a bit too much to drink, and my

head's not very clear right now. Maisie, what's for lunch?"

Maisie rolled her eyes at him, feeling annoyed.

"Daniel will have lunch at home today, so I'll go help Mom and Nicole."

"Alright, alright!" Owen hastily ushered her toward the kitchen. "Then you go ahead. Make some pork ribs for me!

I've been working too hard lately, so I need some nourishment!"

"You..." Maisie glared at him, concerned he might say something inappropriate.

"Don't worry!" Owen snickered and whispered, "I'll step outside for a smoke. I promise not to speak with your Mr.

Quimby. Is that okay?"

man, who'd had a stern expression just moments

look in his eyes.

then turned and went into the

He saw this man as nothing more

beneficial to your condition," Daniel said with a

to save you again,

a moment, then nonchalantly grinned. Previously, it was because of his

had caused that Maisie had sold herself to Daniel. She had spent

never stopped. Imported medicine was always the

family had benefited from Maisie, but no one had

about whether she could handle being with Daniel. Even now, Owen still

to take care

Maisie were indifferent and didn't care about saving me, my mother would

Quimby, if you truly had no feelings for our Maisie,

Daniel clenched his fists.

leaned closer, saying in a low voice, "I've been a bit

up, his eyes turning