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.”

shook her head. “I don’t want to return to being a puppet for the wealthy

with the Harding family was a period she wanted to forget. During that period of time, Laney felt like a soulless doll, subject

her shoulder. “The past is behind you. You’re still

at your company now. It’s exhausting, but I’m finally living life on my

they spoke, Teresa’s tone grew serious. “Actually, I have another matter to discuss

piqued. “What is it? Please, do tell.”

consultant, training our new recruits,”

face fell. “I’ve been away from the security industry for so long. I’m afraid I won’t be able to

hadn’t worked in years and doubted her ability to perform

child, Laney’s physical fitness had declined. Her daughter, Anya, was still young and needed her. She feared she wouldn’t have the time or energy

room just in time to catch their

Laney’s concerns, he reassured her,