My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

“Check this out!” Laney handed her phone to Teresa, her eyes sparkling. “Aren’t Janet’s designs stunning?”

Teresa grinned, glancing at the screen. “Absolutely. You’re beaming like you created them yourself.”

Laney’s smile widened. “She’s my close friend, and I couldn’t be happier for her success. Her designs are incredible, and I’m sure she’ll become a renowned designer with pricier commissions in the future.”

Despite her excitement, Teresa noticed a hint of envy in Laney’s eyes as she continued to praise Janet. It was evident that Laney admired her friend’s thriving career.

Noticing this, Teresa sighed, her expression turning somber. “You once had a great career, Laney. You were the most famous female security guard in the industry. It’s a shame that you got married, and then we never heard from you again.”

Laney’s smile faltered. “Is that so?”

Teresa shook her head. “I thought you’d given up your career as a bodyguard to become a wealthy housewife.”

“I don’t want to return to being a

she wanted to forget. During that period of time, Laney felt like a

suffocated her. Understanding Laney’s pain, Teresa patted her shoulder. “The past is behind you.

at your company

Teresa’s tone grew serious. “Actually, I have another matter

“What is it? Please, do

you as our company’s consultant, training our new recruits,” Teresa

from the security industry for so long. I’m afraid I won’t be able

in years and doubted her ability to perform her

Anya, was still young and

the room just in time to catch their conversation.

concerns, he reassured her, “You don’t need to