My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Gerda was upstairs at the moment. She had a lot to eat today, so she was running on the treadmill in the gym, riving to feel less guilty

While she was running, she noticed Janet rushing out of the stairwell with streaks of tears on her face

“LindWhat were you doing coming out of the stairwell?” Even though Gerda was normally a jovial person, she could Tell that sanct was in a sour mood.

Upon seeing the worry on Gerda’s face, Janet felt even more dispirited. She threw herself into Gerda’s arms and sniffled.

“Just don’t ask me anything, okay?” She had buried her face in Gerda’s hair.

And so, Gerda just caressed Janet’s back in silence. When she felt that the latter was shivering, she felt really sorry for her But at the same time, she was furious.

indignation. She was just about ready to roll up her sleeves and smack somebody on the

adjusted her

okay, Gerda. I’m feeling a lot better now. There's no need

about defending other people right away.

left

does she mean by that? She sounds like she’s planning on

second the elevator arrived,

thought of what Charis said to her, the more she felt Charis was right. There was indeed a great difference in social standing

wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that she was now a woman without a family. All she was, was an ordinary employee Compared to a guy like Brandon, the billionaire CEO of Larson Group, she was nothing Ever since

and she had been working with him since they

it pained her to self-deprecate, she had to admit that this was the truth. In every aspect, she