My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The video clearly proved that Ike had assaulted Janet and attempted to rape her.He knew nothing would save him now.His legs grew weak, and he slumped on the chair beside him.

Garrett signaled his assistant to take away the laptop.

"The evidence says it all.Ike Lyman, you are fired from the Larson Group on account of molesting a fellow employee." Ike looked at Janet with resentment, thinking about how to take revenge on her.

A group of police officers then came and dragged Ike away.Christopher walked to Janet and said apologetically, "I’m sorry.I shouldn’t have let Ike take you away yesterday.Did he hurt you?"

Janet shook her head, smiling.

Then, she put her design works on the table.

"It’s not your fault, Chris.I told you not to get involved in the issue yesterday.I thought it was just a casual dinner with clients.How stupid I was.Fortunately, someone saved me in time yesterday, so nothing happened."

"Well, that’s good.Thank God you don’t have to leave the Larson Group now.I wonder who filed a report against Ike," Christopher said, smiling bitterly.

He regretted missing the opportunity.

If he had stopped Janet from going with Ike or followed her vigilantly, he might have been the one who saved her.He would have been a hero in front of her eyes.

After Ike left, his position as the Department Director was vacant.

Garrett conducted a meeting with the senior executives and appointed, Tiffany Fisher, the director of another department to take over Ike’s position.

She, too, was a renowned fashion designer once.

When Janet returned from work, a wave of relief washed over her when she saw a man jogging in the community.

Janet waved

gradually

wait to talk to

his handsome, sweaty face, she asked, "Is it you who filed a report against

at

down a few mouthfuls of water, wiped his mouth

followed him as he

was fired and took away by police this morning.How did you get

would ruin the reputation

share the video with anyone, lest they

hundred percent sure about it because she had tried calling

from her shoulder and walked toward their

capable friends, so I asked them to

know a

looked at him in awe, trusting his

more she felt he was reliable and observant.She

and persuasive he was.He denied the

opened the door, walked in, and threw the keys on

"After all I did, you’re just going

do you want me to do? All right.How about I cook a hearty meal

her head and looked at him, blinking

it’s that easy to

his eyes across her

pouted and looked at

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