Married a Secret Billionaire

"Don't worry. It's my treat." Daniel glanced at Camila, "Order anything you want."

"It's fine, really," Camila smiled. "Daniel, you might be curious as to why I can't even bear to buy a cup of coffee...

"In reality, this is my life at home. I appear glorious on the outside as a Quimby heiress, but only I know the

suffering behind everything. My parents neglect me while my siblings do their best to boycott me.

"I have a driver when I go out, I have food when I go home, but none of those belong to me. My jobs were the only

things that belonged to me all these years."

She looked sad, and it was the first time she had said so much to him.

"Daniel, I-I'm sorry," she stammered. "I used your name to work for Ms. Lily. She's your ex-wife, so I."

"It's alright. It's just a job," he said flatly. "It's good that Lily could help you."

"So you don't mind it?"

"Why would I?"

"Don't worry, Daniel." She bit her lip. "I'll do my best. I won't embarrass you."

nodded. He did not worry about that. Camila was thorough in her job, and her capability

adoptive child, perhaps she would

thought about it

"What is it?"

ran into Owen the other day. You remember him,

He did not say it, yet she brought it up

"I went to buy something for

had I thought I would run into him on the street after shopping.

"He asked for money?"

She looked at him. "He said he lost in gambling and wanted

did he ask

that it was a Quimby car." She shrugged. "The Quimby cars' number plates

sister

Daniel said nothing.

heard that he's a terrible person, so I pretended not