My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

“Ethan, am I your all-around-nanny” Garrett continued whining over the phone.

“I only get paid for one person’s worth of labor, but I put in twice as much time”

“You want a raise? Wail, you don’t need money at all. What you really want is a vacation, don’t you?” How could Ethan not tell what Garrett was thinking? He was like an open book

Garrett raised his eyebrows and said, “Do you realize how long I’ve been working for you without having a proper vacation? Years!”

“Fine Once you finished the task I assigned to you, I’ll give you some time off.”

“Now we’re talking,” Garrett replied, obviously pleased with what Ethan said. But he had to be honest; the fire incident was really weird

“I’ll call you once I find out something.”

For starters, Garrett visited the other residents of the building Ethan lived in and asked around about the truck. It didn’t take long until he found some clues.

incident happened on the day it stopped snowing in Seacisco. Was it truly just a coincidence? If the fire broke out during

Ethan

their own theory about who had hired that truck driver. The man had once delivered seafood for clients who lived in high-end gated communities, and the Lester

just a delivery man and they didn’t even really

fire incident to the Lester family.” The case was a little complicated. Although

was holding and looked ahead, expressionless.

trick. I have long expected that she would make a move since the day we came

she first knew his existence. Ethan had been

Nora’s birthday party last time, Elissa must have sensed something about him had changed and she was all vigilant

they have found out how you are related to

no idea what Ethan had been through during childhood, he didn’t know exactly what Elissa could do

any conclusive evidence yet. And even if we do, it will be hard

indifferent look on his face, Garrett asked with doubt,

Ethan’s most terrifying and frustrating quality was that he could conceal his