Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 467

Upon hearing the crowd’s admiration toward Jasmine, Aquila almost passed out again. They’re all my men, yet they’re singing my enemy’s praises to the skies! He couldn’t accept how they were lauding her while living off him.

As Henry listened to the crowd’s compliments, he was bursting with pride as though he was Jasmine herself. Puffing up his chest, he winked at Janet. However, Mason then stared at him coldly, his voice tinged with a hint of chagrin. “What was that? Is there a problem with your eye?”

Henry, Sean, and Janet were all struck dumb. He’s always inexplicably jealous!

At this time, Black Python stared at Janet’s stomach for a while before he deferentially asked, “Shall we send you back to Sandfort City now, Miss Jackson?” After all, he hadn’t forgotten the mission Old Madam Lowry entrusted him. I must ensure that no harm comes to the baby in Miss Jackson’s stomach. Of course, the safety of Miss Jackson herself takes precedence. As for Young Master Mason… I haven’t gotten any orders regarding him.

to cooperate.” Then, she languidly shifted her gaze to Aquila. “Do you still have any more backup?” she

ignored me, and the other is my rival! There’s probably nothing as bizarre as this! As he thought about this, he clenched his hands tightly, the fury within him on the verge of explosion. Suppressing his rage, he stated in a deep voice,

Sandfort City, yet this is the sum of your sincerity?” Janet snarked, feeling both

could only feign a calm and unruffled expression. “What else do you guys want,

this remark sounded placid, Mason could hear the resentment within it. His thin lips curved upward as he arched a brow, looking very much nefarious. “I also want 10% of your

the underground casino, the daily profit had reached hundreds of millions. Thus, he most probably made more than tens of billions in these few days. Asking for 10% of the profits was tantamount to demanding an arm and a leg,

minute later, she ended up with a figure; in these few days Aquila had taken over the management of the underground casino, he made a total of eight billion in profits, and this was merely the net profit. Unhurriedly flipping the laptop closed,

is really good at mathematics to even round up the figure when it’s a difference of 200 million! Could it be that 200 million is merely a number

reluctant to