Married a Secret Billionaire

Whitney adjusted her shawl and stood tall, exuding authority in the presence of those women.

“Tell me!” She raised her voice, projecting majesty. “I think I heard you say that my nephew is a… cuckold? I’d like to know how you came to that conclusion.”

The women knew Whitney was not to be offended and smiled as they attempted to leave. Unexpectedly, Whitney didn’t let them go, her voice escalating.

The onlookers turned their attention, and an awkward tension filled the atmosphere.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?” Whitney scoffed, glancing at Maisie behind her. “This is my nephew’s wife. Don’t you know her?”

“We do, we do…” the women said softly.

“Then why did you criticize her?”

“You misunderstood us, Ms. Kinglake!” Danielle explained with a smile. “We were just chatting. We—”

“Chatting? You were crossing the line. How dare you stir trouble here?!”

Whitney disliking

to intervene, but Whitney raised her hand, glaring and causing

in someone else’s territory,” Whitney declared, determined. “But I’m not afraid to stir trouble at all! I heard the horrible things that you

watch your own men! There are indeed many mediocre celebrities out there who love to get ahead

“You—”

know very well how they

laughter erupted among the onlookers, leaving the women

respect you because you’re a university lecturer and a bigshot in drama. That’s why we shut our mouths when you spoke… But

tell you that my family has more than literati. We also have

in the air like a threat, leaving the women too embarrassed to

chin, watching them leave with disdain.Books Chapters Are Daily