My Dreamy Old Husband

It wasn’t just Joe; even Faye showed an expression of disbelief mixed with horror.

Michael observed the changes in their expressions and casually said, “Those documents reveal some of the unscrupulous things you have done in the past few years, Mr. Edwards. There are three counts of rape, two counts of murder, one count of kidnapping, as well as tax evasion and tax fraud involving your company. If this information were to fall into the hands of your competitors… I wonder what will happen, Mr. Edwards?”

The information covered not only Joe’s dark history but also Faye’s dark history at nightclubs. Each page held information more shocking than the one before it. Moreover, there were pictures too.

Cold sweat dripped down Joe’s forehead. Over the years, I’ve stepped on so many toes. If this information were to fall into the hands of my competitors… then… No! That won’t happen! As soon as I open my mouth, I can ruin Taylor’s reputation! Reputation is extremely important for a celebrity like him! Besides, I still have my family’s wealth and my company. On the other hand, Taylor is a phony actor who relies only on his reputation to make a living. Therefore, his reputation is more important than his life! As those thoughts ran through his head, he became more confident. I hold his weakness in my hand! He will be finished if I reveal my hand! Hmph; he’s nothing but a clown! No matter how rich he is, he is still just a clown!

Upon hearing those words, Michael burst out laughing. If it didn’t involve Sophia, he couldn’t be bothered to have anything to do with Joe. After a moment, he smilingly said, “It looks like you don’t understand your situation, Mr. Edwards. The scandal you have on me won’t hurt me.

Do you really think anybody would care whether or not I spent 80,000 to buy a wife? Contrarily, I don’t think you have enough lives to survive this if this information were to fall into the hands of the relevant authorities, Mr. Edwards.”

Joe flushed red at Michael’s words and was unable to refute his words. It’s Taylor Murray after all. If I had not seen it for myself, I would never have imagined that he would spend 80,000 to buy Sophia and make her his wife. It’s completely far-fetched! Even if I expose it to the world, nobody would believe me.

Afterward, Michael waited until they finished reading through the documents before asking Nicholas to keep the documents away. Sipping on his tea, he said, “You know what you need to do, Mr. Edwards. With my authority, I can destroy you in a matter of minutes. Since you are my wife’s biological father, I don’t wish to cause trouble for you. So, I hope you don’t cause too much trouble either, Mr. Edwards.”

Glancing at the stack of papers in the robot’s hands, Joe was faced with a dilemma. Even so, he knew he had no other choice.

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moment, Linus was welcoming

in it. Aside from Linus, only one or two other servants had followed him from the Michel Family. Since his house was fully automated, he didn’t need many people to maintain it. He had an automatic

strict—even a fly couldn’t get inside. Even the grooming and cleaning of his pets were

cups of hot tea

he took off his jacket and

black trench coat followed after him.

and revealed a handsome face under it. His blond hair and blue eyes were

why did you come to Cethos so suddenly? You should’ve informed me a little earlier; I could have made some preparations.” The two of them sat down and Linus handed one of the cups of tea

some tea before saying, “I

low and rich, containing an unspeakable reservation

said nothing, so he didn’t ask further. The past had always been a forbidden topic with this man.

not respond. Meanwhile, Linus seemed to be accustomed to his quiet nature and went into the kitchen to ask the chef to start dinner preparations. Then, the man stood up and gazed outside the window alone. The entire Bayside City spread out before him. This house was pretty nice after all. He walked about casually and noticed that Linus had hung many pieces of cured meat outside. A bright red piece of meat entered his vision. It was a color he had not seen in a long time, and it seemed to bring him twenty years back into the past… A pretty girl with her hair in two braids was wearing an apron with her sleeves rolled up. Mixing the salt into the fresh meat, she lifted her head and smiled at him. “Coop, the cured meat and kimchi made by my family are to die for! The recipe is only passed down to the females in the family! Coop, I’m going to make more cured meat this year. I promise you’ll have enough

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that he couldn’t breathe, and even the blood in his veins felt like they had frozen over. Even so, he had returned. He wanted to meet that person. This year, he was

housekeeping robot warned, “There’s a guest. A human,

orange cat in his arms as he looked in from behind the

he asked for his permission. “Cooper, that’s my neighbor’s