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.

it stopped snowing in Seacisco. Was it truly just a coincidence? If the fire broke out during a snowy day, it wouldn’t have spread to the rooftop that fast

told Ethan everything he

man had once delivered seafood for clients who lived in high-end gated communities, and the Lester family was on his customer list.

that he was just a delivery man and

family.” The case was a little complicated. Although the clues seemed

was holding and looked ahead, expressionless. Garrett

that she would make a move since the day we came back

get rid of Ethan ever since she first knew his existence. Ethan had been keeping a low profile through the years,

last time, Elissa must have sensed something

Elissa is behind this? Do you think they have found out how you are related to the Larson Group?”

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

don’t have any conclusive evidence yet. And even if we do, it will be hard to put

his face, Garrett asked with doubt, “Do you mean that we should do nothing?

he could conceal