My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Finally, Ethan slowly stood up from the sofa.As he did, he drew the attention of the people around him.

Nobody knew who he was.

All they could see was a superior-looking, tall man with cold, black eyes, as alienating yet dazzling as the sun.

Everyone subconsciously felt drawn towards him.

He walked towards Fiona, shrouding her in his shadow.

He looked down at her and the daughter next to her with frighteningly cold eyes and said in a low voice, "Was your kindness enough to give you the right to force your adopted daughter to get married as a substitute bride?"

Being stared at by him like this, Fiona shrank back.

Any trace of arrogance she held earlier now disappeared.

"Wh-what do you mean?" she stammered.

Ethan sneered coldly.

"When my mother’s family was rich and powerful, you clung to her like a parasite.Thinking you could profit from us in the future, you arranged for your daughter to marry her son when they grew up.Later, when my mother’s financial situation declined, you regretted your decision.Not wanting your biological daughter to marry me, you had your adopted daughter do it instead.Was that the real reason why you adopted a daughter?"

Memories brought about by Ethan’s words resurfaced in Fiona’s mind.

that name in a long

Larson was Ethan’s

was one of

was beautiful-she was even considered the most beautiful girl in

his good

rich family, she had a pleasant personality

on the other hand, came from an ordinary

in college, Fiona deliberately tried to get close to Sylvia, gunning to become the rich

benefited a lot from

get married, if one of them had a boy and the other, a

successfully tied herself to

of her plan for the Larson family

longer be considered rich,

two of them

until about ten years later that Fiona

then, and even when she heard

you accuse me of such nonsense!"

say anything to defend herself, because Ethan

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