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.”

Janet, | could have apologized to her earnestly and possibly salvaged the situation! But now, all hope is lost. Everything is over. It’s all your fault!

ground with a condescending air. “Here’s 200 thousand in cash. Take it and disappear

swiftly scooped

expression grew more disgusted as she took in Vivi’s greedy demeanor, stating, “Now,

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

had heard whispers about Suzanne. Rumor had

dared to offend

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

a shudder through Vivi, and she no longer dared to raise her

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

for a few seconds, but ultimately didn’t dare to keep arguing. She

the car door, Suzanne watched Vivi’s retreating form, a cryptic smile dancing on her

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