My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Shocked, Ritchie cursed out loud, "Fuck that bitch!"

His secretary was also scared silly.

Glaring daggers at him, Ritchie was pissed off and kicked him in the ass.

Pointing his finger at the big screen, he cursed again, "What the fuck are you doing standing here for? Turn off the projector right now!"

The secretary stumbled to the stage and proceeded to turn it off.

Ritchie snorted, smoothed over his suit and made his way onto the stage.

This happened to be his territory, not Janet’s.He lifted his chin and approached her, holding his head up high.

"Janet Lind, you better be careful with what you say.As far as I can see, you were just making things up so that you can get yourself out of your predicament!"

As he said this, he turned his eyes from her and exclaimed, "Give yourself up.Apologize right this moment! Don’t waste any more of our time here!"

the projector if I was, indeed, making things up? That’s a sign of guilt.If you’re so sure of yourself, you should allow me to show everyone the proof.I’m sure that everyone here is smart enough to tell if I actually

was exasperated to hear that.He clenched his teeth tightly

going

Janet didn’t

the audience before her and said word by word, "Everyone should know

didn’t bother to argue with Ritchie anymore and

and everyone saw for

in the live stream

audience began to discuss this amongst

had only played the videos once, the reporters had

please offer an explanation for

why you decided to

Janet plagiarizing one of your designers’ pieces was true, is there any evidence to back

look at Ritchie and

to make a statement? After all, weren’t you the one who accused Miss Lind of plagiarism in the first place?

Mr.Lester instruct you