My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

A flashy red Lamborghini glided into the underground garage. Abruptly, a disheveled figure lunged in front of the car, bringing it to a sudden halt.

The individual obstructing the car was none other than Vivi, who had pleaded with Janet earlier that morning.

At this moment, Vivi was glaring at the car’s occupant with a venomous look, shouting hysterically, “Suzanne! You monster, this is all your fault! You’ve ruined me completely!”

Suzanne stepped out of the car unhurriedly and remained coolly composed in the face of Vivi’s frenzied outburst.

Adjusting her attire nonchalantly, Suzanne queried, “What do you mean by saying I’ve ruined you? We had an agreement. I instructed you to approach

Janet and stage this spectacle. In return, your liquidated damages would be wiped clean. I also offered an additional 200 grand. You were quite eager to accept the term, weren’t you?”

Vivi’s glare intensified as she shrieked at Suzanne, “But I’m destroyed! My life is in shambles! I’m a total outcast now, with no hope of redeeming myself!”

Suzanne’s smirk was full of disdain as she retorted, “Your future is your own concern, not mine. However, it’s true that you’ve offended both the White family and the Larson family. There won’t be any room for you in Barnes from here on. But with the 200 grand I gave you, you should be able to make do for a while.”

more grotesquely. “Had you not pressured me into confronting Janet, | could have apologized to her earnestly and

paper bag from her car, and flung it onto the ground with a condescending air. “Here’s

cash tumbled out. Vivi swiftly scooped up the

took in Vivi’s

she met Suzanne’s icy gaze, an unexpected fear gripped

during her stint at Star Entertainment, Vivi had heard whispers about

dared to offend her faced severe

who had angered Suzanne and had subsequently been sold to a nightclub to work as a Stripper, left to the mercy of obese and

through Vivi, and she no longer dared to raise her voice against

nodded approvingly, saying, “Seems you’re not entirely brainless. Take the money and get lost. Don’t dare to

but ultimately didn’t dare to keep arguing. She grabbed the money and scurried out

the car door, Suzanne watched Vivi’s retreating form,

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