My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

“Excuse me, but who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me like that?!” Cindy instantly flew into a rage from the humiliation.

She sneered and looked Janet up and down carefully.

Well, even she had to admit that Janet was indeed a very beautiful woman. Her skin was fair and delicate, and her

features were refined. She could’ve drawn anyone’s attention with her eye-catching beauty.

Cindy bit her lower lip and her eyes flashed with anger.

The girl sitting opposite her was arrogant and annoying, but she hadn’t gone too far yet. She was clearly another rich princess spoiled by her family, so Janet didn’t want to waste her breath and argue with her anymore.

Cindy had taken Tiffany’s seat. Where would Tiffany

for Tiffany to get off work. “Oh, hello. Who’s this? Did you invite someone else to

said impatiently, “Miss Mooney, my friend is here. Can you go

domineering woman standing next to Janet, she snorted with disdain, gathered her things,

flickered with annoyance as she

on the seat Cindy had been sitting on just moments

that Cindy had left the restaurant, Janet told Tiffany how the girl had provoked her for

no interest in being with anyone, nor did he show any interest in getting married. All the women who hoped to marry him eventually had to give up.” After such a lengthy explanation, Tiffany found herself thirsty. She gulped down a glass of water and then continued, “Yet now, he announced out of the blue that he’s married, and his wife is not from a prominent family. It’s unheard of-it’s like breaking the barrier between social classes. Naturally, those rich families feel that they’ve been

with a small fly like her. But, my worry is that she’s not