My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

"Why should I believe you?" Janet scoffed.

She didn’t have a good impression of Kent.

"Dine if you don’t believe me, go ahead and drink it.I don’t care," Kent snapped back.He hated the way Janet treated him Kent himself knew he wasn’t a reliable guy.But Janet’s hostility somehow seemed to upset him.

"Look.I’ve hung out with notorious people before, and I’ve seen the world.That man is a rapist.I heard he just got released from jail last month.Logically speaking, no one would hire him, not in such a cafe at least.Something is fishy.Maybe he has sneaked in.He brought you a cup of coffee, but did you see he wait on any other customers? No.It looks like you’re his only target.I asked you not to drink it because I have an inkling he might have drugged it.Have you offended anyone lately?"

Kent had never looked this serious before.

Janet seemed confused and didn’t know what to say.

"Do you mean someone has set a trap for me?"

"It’s just a guess.But judging from the situation, he seems well prepared.People like him don’t make a random move.Are you here to meet someone? Or did you just walk in on a whim?" Kent pushed the coffee cup aside and studied her face.

"I’m waiting for my adoptive father here." A shiver ran down Janet’s spine.

think he wants

unlikely.She knew Bernie, and the man wouldn’t do such a horrible

After all,

people from various walks of life.He was more

message, asking if he could meet me here.He didn’t call me.I’m not quite sure if the text was from my adoptive

came to her mind.She suspected Fiona or Jocelyn had texted her using Bernie’s

the rim

you have

think I know who is

stood up in a huff with her

she sat

want to spend more time with

by her sudden change in plan Janet

could no longer put up

had been relentlessly trying to