My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 944 Don’t Leave Me And Our Child

Brandon’s pupils contracted and his breath became short as he saw Janet getting injured.

“How much do you want?” demanded Brandon furiously. His face was red with anger and veins popped up from his forehead. He was trying hard to control his temper.

Jethro immediately calmed down at the mention of money.

“I want five million in cash. I will also need a car! Stop the car outside when it’s here!” he demanded conceitedly.

He was about to take ple@sure in finally getting Brandon to dance to his tune. However, he soon remembered Brandon’s cunningness. He narrowed his eyes suspiciously and asked, “Brandon, you’re not calling the police, right? I’ll kill Janet if I hear the police coming!” “I’m not calling the police. I’m asking my assistant to get you the money and the car now,” explained Brandon anxiously. He knew that he shouldn’t try anything risky and the most important thing right now was to keep Jethro’s mood under control. That way, he could prevent Jethro from hurting Janet again.

Soon after, Sean came jogging in with a heavy case.

He opened the case, turned it around to face Jethro, and said with disdain, “Here’s the five million dollars. Do you want to count them?”

of the cash. He lifted his foot and kicked the case closed. “Do you think I’m stupid? Wouldn’t I be giving you a chance to seize me if I start

all yours.” Jethro couldn’t help smiling. He turned his head and looked out the glass door. There was indeed a

You! Help me bring the money over!” ordered Jethro loudly as he pointed at

around him to stay put. He walked steadily over to pick up the

There was no trace of blood on her face but she seemed to be harmed a fair bit. She reached out to Jethro with

lying pathetically

am rich, all sorts of women would be clamoring over me. I can easily find a young and beautiful woman to give birth to

was like a

Lydia hugged her belly and sobbed loudly. Everyone at the scene couldn’t help

walked out the door and toward the car with Janet still in his arms. He then

walked slowly over with the case. He narrowed his

chemistry between Brandon and Janet, she immediately

deliberately loosened his grip. The case fell to the ground and opened due to the

angrily, “What the f*uck are you doing? Can’t you even hold

“I’m sorry,” sneered Brandon.

no intention of picking