The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Natalie frowned. She hated Lauren’s hypocrisy, so her voice grew a decibel louder.

“Oh, cut the crap and give me my money. What? Are you trying to deny it? If that’s the case, I will tell everyone the truth about how this marriage is a hoax.”

George and Lauren attached great importance to their reputation. The truth would tear their facade and reveal their true faces. It would be a huge blow on their image.

“All right, Natalie. That’s enough. Let’s stop arguing. Some people have returned the money they owed us. How about I give you one hundred thousand first?” George looked around and saw the people watching him. He wanted to deal with Natalie as soon as possible and return to his business.

He took out a bank card from his pocket and placed it on Natalie’s palm. “There is one hundred thousand in this card. I’ll send the pin number to you later.”

Natalie silently took the card. George was better than Lauren. He was at least an honest man.

Ever since Natalie was a child, her adoptive father had been neutral toward her. He neither cared for her nor tortured her in any way. He didn’t hate Natalie as much as Lauren and Cassie did. But he was too weak that he listened to the two women’s every word, and never bothered to stop them when they bullied Natalie.

Natalie looked at the card and nodded. “Okay.”

“Well, you better leave now. I will give you the rest of the money soon.” George smiled apologetically.

Natalie before. Natalie looked at Lauren and saw that she was appalled by what her husband had

with rage as she watched Natalie leave. “Are you crazy?” she growled, pinching her husband’s arm. “The wires have come loose

matter with you? You promised to

true.” She leered. “Natalie is our adopted daughter. We adopted her when she was little. We have fed her and supported her all these years. Marrying Sebastian would be her way of repaying us for everything we have done for her. How could she

bitch money? You have no idea how badly she bullied

him, George shook his head and walked into the

more she thought about

felt she had to end this. Otherwise, Natalie would continue to ask

her phone. Just then, an idea occurred to her. She pursed

Quinn. Is there a patient named Hannah Stone in your hospital who needs a liver transplant? Yes, that’s her name. As we talked before, doctor, your promotion is kind of in my hands. Now I’m in trouble, and I need your help. Could

a sip of the black tea. Her red nail polish dazzled under

descended the

across Lauren’s lips. “Well, good news. I have connections with a few people in the hospital. I secretly asked someone to give the suitable liver they had

at herself in the mirror. “That’s great, Mom. That old bat should have died a long time ago. She has been relying on our money

a call through to the hospital as soon

it was good news that the hospital had found the perfect match

by these days. Natalie had barely had time to work for it. From her calculations, the money she had wouldn’t be enough, but she still wanted to communicate with the hospital. She wanted to