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.

he had no intentions of fighting them.He was vastly outnumbered after

joined the fight, they still didn‘t stand a chance.He had to think

had a warm smile on his face, which made

his face was

he was still gentlemanly–looking, he was more intimidating

paid you to hurt

gaze boring a hole into the man in

exuded, or perhaps it was because he had stepped out of a luxury sports

are you? You‘d better mind

to hurt her will not only be my enemy, but the enemy of the

glasses up the bridge of his nose, walked past the wall of strong men, and strode up

"I’ll handle things from here.Wait for me in the

stood glued

men had indeed heard

Garrett‘s domineering attitude made them think twice

as an opportunity to escape and dragged

Jarrod was smart.

slammed his foot on the gas