My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet‘s eyebrows shot up in wonder and she looked at Laney‘s ears closely.She hadn‘t noticed it before, but now that she looked at it, Laney‘s ears did look like that of an elf‘s.

Laney covered her ears and blushed.

"Who are you? It‘s rude to shout, you know," she said with a frown.

It had been a long time since someone pointed out her elf ears.

The young man was grinning from ear to ear, baring his pearly whites.He raised his hand to part the short hair on his forehead and pointed at the nearly invisible scar above his eyebrows.

"It‘s me, Greg! Greg Torres! Don‘t you remember me? We often fought when we were children.This is the ‘souvenir‘ you gave me."

Staring at the scar, Laney gradually recalled the past.

"Greg? You were so small and skinny back then, but now you‘re so tall that I didn‘t even recognize you! What brings you here?"

Laney‘s parents had died when she was still a child.She was often bullied back then, and she eventually learned how to fight back to defend herself.

Fast forward to the present, she had turned her fighting skills into a career and became a hit woman.

was one of the children who used to bully her.He was the one who started calling her "elf–ears", thanks to her elf–life

all the children who had bullied her,

then, they stopped bullying

had always been impressed with

Laney left her hometown and pursued a career as a personal bodyguard.She had never seen the kids from her childhood ever

of his head and

when you left.I grew up.We

punched him on the arm and

like you‘ve been

because Laney did not

the sore spot on his arm and smiled, "And

never stopped training.Let‘s spar sometime," Laney suggested confidently, raising

was what she did

for a few seconds.Then

about we find a place to catch up? It‘s been years

at Janet and asked,