My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Charis heaved a long sigh before continuing “It’s a wonderful feeling, really it feels like it was only yesterday when Brandon and I started a business, and now, Larson Group is practically an empire. I always knew that Brandon would succeed. He's the most brilliant man I’ve ever known. He has come so far despite having to start with nothing As the CEO of Larson Group, he is responsible not only for a multibillion dollar enterprise, but the livelihood of some ten thousand employees as well. But he is yet to avenge his mother and bring down the Lester family. When he chooses a wife, he must consider more factors than the ordinary people do.”

Janet looked Charis in the eye and asked, “What are you trying to say? Ethan married me. No matter how close you were in the past, he is now my husband.”

Tension crackled in the air between them.

Chans narrowed her eyes. She had thought that Janet was a doormat, a pushover who would rather run away and hide than fight. It seemed like she had underestimated the woman.

Even so, Chans remained composed. Her arrogant nature forbade her from feeling inferior to anyone, after all. She drew close to Janet, her lips curled into a sneer.

so sorry for Brandon He should

her heels clacking against the

to Janet’s heart When they were finally toe to toe, Charis braced her hand on the banister and looked Janet up and down. Then she broke into a

married someone from a rich and powerful family, someone who had the same status as him. He needs a wife who can help him further his career, his vendetta, his ultimate success. Brandon only married you to honor his late mother’s wish. Sure, he might have some feelings for you, but does he really think you

didn’t want to listen to another word Charis

voice was calm when she spoke again, but what she said still jarred Janet’s resolve.

harmoniously now, but how long will that last? Once the passion fades, you will be faced with the harsh reality that you were never compatible to begin withYou come from different worlds. The gap between the two

on bounding upstairs, all to no avail. The latter’s voice grated on her ears, and her words embedded themselves in her

any less of a person, she would have marched over and slapped Charis in the