My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 1216 I Don’t Believe It

“I really appreciate it, Teresa,” Laney expressed with heartfelt sincerity.

Restoring the recording would have been a near-impossible feat without Teresa’s invaluable assistance.

Teresa’s smile beamed as she replied, “It’s hardly worth mentioning. When did you adopt such formalities?”

Laney’s lips pursed with a tinge of guilt. She hadn’t reached out to Teresa since her wedding. This time, she called upon her for help, and Teresa obliged without a moment’s hesitation.

Laney was both touched and remorseful. Words of gratitude were all she could muster.

“Having said that,” Teresa suddenly interjected with gravity, “we’ve been swamped lately and could truly use an expert bodyguard like yourself. If you’re interested, come by and give it a shot.”

Although Teresa extended the offer, she doubted Laney would accept.

After all, the Harding family was distinguished, and they would never permit their daughter-in-law to work as a bodyguard.

her surprise, Laney’s determined voice rang through the phone, “Alright, I’ll give

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album, Kailee eagerly anticipated Laney’s reaction. But time wore on,

Laney not seen the

had she chosen to swallow her pride and

convinced Laney wasn’t the type to tolerate her husband’s infidelity for monetary gain. She concealed the photo and recording within the album, knowing Laney’s unwavering devotion to

Regardless of the process, Laney and Garrett were destined for a divorce. Kailee had imagined countless scenarios but never expected

recent days, she had tried contacting Garrett multiple times to arrange their last date, but he either ignored her calls or his assistant

impulsiveness, Kailee stormed into the company to confront Garrett, only to be thwarted by his assistant each time. When Garrett was in the hospital, he never left Laney’s side, leaving Kailee

she rubbed her temples. Kailee refused to wait any longer. If

scornful sneer, Kailee grabbed her phone and dialed Laney’s number. Laney answered

and recording, Laney knew that remaining

ID, Laney smiled and inquired, Miss Gibson, to what do I

from Laney. Wearing a devious grin, she bluntly declared, “Laney, have you seen the little

Lola brought? Or the essential oils that could cause premature labor in