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.

Janet glanced at him. “This depends on whether Aquila is going to cooperate.” Then, she languidly shifted her gaze to Aquila. “Do you still

answer her question directly. The thing is, I can’t afford to offend her! I called for two people to back me up, but one ignored me, and the other is my rival! There’s probably nothing as bizarre as this! As he thought

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

was fit to be tied at this moment, but he could only feign a calm and unruffled expression. “What else do you

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.

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, but Aquila

Her pink lips tilting up, she picked up the laptop beside her and did the calculations. A 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

to even round up the figure when it’s

swallowed hard, reluctant to