My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

“Uh! Ah! Ethan—! Let go of me!” Charis tried to scream but it got stuck in her throat. Her face turned purple from the lack of oxygen. She struggled and kicked, crying

“Dad! Help me! Dad?!”

Ethan was by no means a weak man. He could‘ve snapped Charis‘s neck without breaking a sweat.

Frightened out of his wits, Luke stood up immediately to protect his daughter.

“Mr. Larson, calm down! Let‘s talk about this!” He tried his best to pull Ethan‘s arm away but in vain. Catherine happened to come downstairs at this time. When she saw this scene, she was so frightened that she screamed. Her usual elegant and easy–going manner vanished instantly.

do you know what you‘re doing?! You are not allowed to

completely. Just when she thought she was going to

ground, Charis covered her neck with her hands and coughed violently. Regardless of her image, Catherine squatted on the ground and patted her daughter on the back anxiously. She glared at Ethan and roared, “Who do you think you are? Why‘d you do that

to kill my wife on more than one occasion. I thought I went too easy

and didn‘t bother too much about her daughter‘s. She never had to worry about the capable Charis. All she knew was that Charis had left the Larson Group a while ago. She had thought that this was a good thing, because now

Luke knew that Charis liked Brandon, but they didn‘t know what she had

between you two, but that doesn‘t mean you can hurt my daughter!” Ethan sneered. He gathered the evidence on the table and looked down at the coughing Charis, “Since you‘re the daughter of the Turner family, I can‘t hurt you in your own house. However, if you dare try to hurt my wife again, I will not