My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Lester family broke into an uproar.

Brandon had invited all the influential, wealthy people in Seacisco to his wedding, except the Lester family.

When Elissa went to play cards with her friends, her fellow wealthy ladies mocked her, saying the Larson Group didn’t respect the Lester family.

Although Lester Silk Fabric and the Larson Group were rivals, Patrick still wanted to make peace and ensure the development of the two companies. If Lester Silk Fabric and the Larson Group joined hands, they would undoubtedly monopolize the economic lifeline of Seacisco.

However, Brandon’s enigmatic personality irked him. Although the Lester family belonged to the wealthiest strata of society, they never interacted with Brandon. They didn’t even know what he looked like.

“How come Brandon got married all of a sudden? I haven’t even heard of him being in love with anyone before.” Elisa grunted angrily and took a sip of the tea. Her nose scrunched up with disgust as the horrible taste spread in her mouth

Ritchie slept all morning and finally woke up in the afternoon. He went downstairs, yawning, and turned on the TV in the living room.

“Why do you care about Brandon? Our Lester family is in no way inferior to him. His invitation means nothing to us.”

sat on the sofa,

playing cards. They want to defeat me in everything, so those ladies took the opportunity to mock me by talking about his wedding the

the TV. Suddenly, her face turned pale,

the horror in his mother’s eyes, Ritchie also turned to look at the

What happened?

Brandon’s wedding on TV. However, the couple getting married was the coward Ethan and his humble wife.

repeated the words over and over again as he stared at the

look this alike. Brandon was none

business empire like the Larson Group, which was as powerful as the Lester family, and become a successful CEO. Nobody had a clue about his secret life. Elissa couldn’t deal with the shock. She didn’t know what to do. Unfortunately, Patrick was here; she couldn’t even show her resentment. She turned around and winked at her son, secretly expressing

on the table and unfolded it. A slow

“This boy amazes me.”

was more smart and outstanding than