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.

had taken Tiffany’s seat. Where would Tiffany sit when she arrived?

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

“Miss Mooney, my friend is here. Can you go now?”

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

with annoyance as she

her bag, took off her coat, and sat on the seat Cindy had been sitting on just moments earlier. “What’s

had left the restaurant, Janet told

showed 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

her. But, my worry is that she’s not the last one. I think I’ll encounter a lot of similar situations