My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet’s sincerity and warmth gradually thawed the apprehension of the elderly couple.

They began to see her in a new light, realizing perhaps they had been wrong about her role in their daughter’s demise.

Noticing his wife’s discomfort, the elderly man wished to spare her further distress. After a brief inner struggle, he decided to accept Janet’s goodwill. With a grateful nod, he expressed, “Thank you. Your kindness is appreciated.”

Lexi and Sean stepped in at the right moment, assisting the elderly couple, guiding them away to settle down. As the couple was escorted away by Janet’s subordinates, the burly men, suddenly bereft of their golden goose, thrashed about violently. Their resistance was such that even the bodyguards struggled to hold them back. Their trip to Barnes had one purpose-to secure a hefty compensation. But with the bereaved parents refusing any such recompense, their journey seemed futile. Breaking free, one burly man spat out his gag. He spun around to face the elderly couple, bellowing with rage, “We journeyed here to win justice for Vivi, and you decline the compensation? Why are you here then? What good is justice to us? Demand money, you fools! Money! Don’t you get it?”

His words ignited a fury within Janet. Could these people be so heartless?

Their focus was solely on the money, with no regard for the truth behind Vivi’s death. Moreover, they showed no concern for the parents’ profound heartache and sorrow.

Just as Janet was on the brink of losing her patience, the old woman halted.

She turned to face the ruffians, her eyes brimming with tears.

of worry, fearing the old woman might be swayed by the thug’s harsh

the elderly lady turned to

the woman clarify

individuals are merely distant relatives. They came hoping to wring some

heatedly, “They’ve shown no concern

turn them over to the authontties. It’s all the same to

guard by this firm response, the bullies looked poised to unleash threats, but Brandon’s stern glance halted them.

they swiftly retreated.

village upbringing, they knew when to push and when to back off.

the disturbance to

from the sidelines, Suzanne

were just as useless as she was!

flock of reporters outside, yet in the face of such a golden opportunity, they’d failed to cast