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!"

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

to hear that.He clenched his teeth tightly and

not going to do that, why don’t you leave this place

Janet didn’t say a

word by word, "Everyone should know the truth by now.I’m going

her speech, she didn’t bother to argue with Ritchie anymore and went ahead

live streamed and everyone

in the room and the audience in the live

began to

played the videos once, the reporters had gone out of their way

could you please offer an explanation

now.Was this why you

about Janet plagiarizing one of your designers’ pieces was

reporters all turned to look at Ritchie and

a statement? After all, weren’t you the one who accused Miss Lind of plagiarism

instruct you to do