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

up all the children who

then, they stopped

for Greg, he had always been impressed with her ever since she had

left her hometown and pursued a career as a personal bodyguard.She had never seen the

back of his head and smiled

when you left.I grew up.We

him on the

like you‘ve been working out,

Laney did not pull

rubbed the sore spot

stopped training.Let‘s spar sometime," Laney suggested

was what

was stunned for a few seconds.Then he

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

interested.She looked at Janet and asked,