My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Just now, Garrett happened to be headed in the same direction as Laney.

Seeing her up ahead, he asked the driver to follow her taxi.

After a while, he found that there was something off about the taxi.

Why did the driver take her to such a remote alley? Uneasy, he asked the driver to follow them into the alley to see what was going on.

When they turned the corner, he found that Laney was surrounded by a group of men.

The driver saw this too and warned Garrett, "Mr.Harding, I think she might‘ve offended some big shot.Those men don‘t look like ordinary thugs."

Seeing the swarm of menacing–looking men, Garrett was also on high alert.But he didn‘t show it.He just unfastened the cuffs of his shirt and started stretching.

"How long has it been since you last fought, Jarrod?" The driver chuckled.

"Well, let‘s just say I‘ve always kept myself in shape."

Garrett‘s driver, Jarrod, used to be a famous fighter when he was young.

Garrett looked at the strong men in the alley.

was vastly outnumbered after

the fight, they still didn‘t stand a chance.He had to think of something quick.He stepped out of the

warm smile on his face, which made him look like an

his face was cold as

was still gentlemanly–looking, he was more intimidating than

paid you to

the group of men, his piercing gaze boring a hole into the man

the air Garrett exuded, or perhaps it was because he had stepped out of a luxury sports car—whatever the reason, the tattooed man in the

You‘d better mind

her will not only be my enemy, but the enemy of the entire Harding

pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, walked past

"I’ll handle things

glued to her

trying to get her to listen to him.It seemed that these hit men had indeed heard of the name of the Harding family, because they were

Garrett‘s domineering attitude made them think twice about taking

as an opportunity to

Jarrod was smart.

Garrett closed the door behind him, Jarrod slammed his foot on the gas and sped out of