My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

“ I don’t need anyone to tell me about that! I’ve already known that something was off about you since a long time ago!” Tracey crossed her arms, cast Laney a hostile glance, and scoffed. The way she looked at Laney was so judgmental.

Laney swallowed, turned her head, and continued eating without responding. Since she wasn’t allowed to leave, she figured it would be better to continue eating.

Besides, she wasn’t full yet. Garrett put down his chopsticks, and spoke in a patient manner

“I think you misunderstood. This is my secretary. She saved my life a few days ago, and for that, she got injured. She’s only just been discharged from the hospital today, so I figured I’d take her here and treat her to a meal.”

Tracey sneered while glancing at Laney. She then looked back at Garrett and asked, “Your secretary? Do you think I’m an idiot? A few days ago, I conducted an investigation. She may appear to be your secretary, but she hasn’t done any real work that pertains to a secretary’s job description. I think it’s fairly obvious who she really is.” —

Having said that, Tracey looked exasperated. “I’ve never done anything wrong to you, Garrett! Why did you do this to me?”

Garrett didn’t know what to say at this point.

Laney really was, so he figured he should turn to Ethan for help. But when he glanced

home, okay?” Garrett stood from his seat, grabbed Tracey’s hand, and was about to leave

we talk here, huh? Are you afraid

Laney and growled, “You uneducated slut! Didn’t your parents

too harsh. He squeezed her hand and gently

“Tracey, play nice.”

been insulted like this. She stood up, wore a straight face, and said, “Miss, I am not seducing Mr. Harding here. We’re simply having a meal together. Besides, we weren’t on our own! Our other colleagues

glared at her and grunted, “Lie all you want; that’s not

Garrett and tugged

since you say that there’s nothing going on between you two, fire

adjusted his glasses, and

her! I don’t even have the authority