The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 737

“I really appreciate it, Teresa,” Laney expressed with heartfelt sincerity.

Restoring the recording would have been a near-impossible feat without Teresa’s invaluable assistance.

Teresa’s smile beamed as she replied, “It’s hardly worth mentioning. When did you adopt such formalities?”

Laney’s lips pursed with a tinge of guilt. She hadn’t reached out to Teresa since her wedding. This time, she called upon her for help, and Teresa obliged without a moment’s hesitation.

Laney was both touched and remorseful. Words of gratitude were all she could muster.

“Having said that,” Teresa suddenly interjected with gravity, “we’ve been swamped lately and could truly use an expert bodyguard like yourself. If you’re interested, come by and give it a shot.”

Although Teresa extended the offer, she doubted Laney would accept.

After all, the Harding family was distinguished, and they would never permit their daughter-in-law to work as a bodyguard.

To her surprise, Laney’s determined voice rang through the phone, “Alright, I’ll give it serious consideration.”

Since sending the photo album, Kailee eagerly anticipated Laney’s reaction. But time wore on, and Laney never confronted her.

Had Laney not seen the incriminating photo and recording?

Or had she chosen to swallow her pride and humiliation for the Harding family’s wealth, feigning ignorance?

for monetary gain. She concealed the photo and recording within the album, knowing Laney’s unwavering devotion to

Garrett were destined for a divorce. Kailee had imagined countless scenarios

their last date, but he either ignored her calls or

by his assistant each time. When Garrett was in the hospital, he never left Laney’s side, leaving Kailee no opportunity to approach

as she rubbed her temples. Kailee refused to wait any longer. If Garrett sought to avoid

grabbed her phone and dialed Laney’s number. Laney answered

recording, Laney knew that remaining

ID, Laney smiled and inquired, Miss Gibson, to

Laney. Wearing a devious grin, she bluntly declared, “Laney, have you seen the little surprise

brought? Or the essential oils

buy that you haven’t seen the photo of Garrett and me at the hotel, or the

smile. With a hint of amusement, she calmly replied, “Yes, I’ve seen

Laney’s equanimity in the face

sneered, “I thought you were a woman of principle, but it seems you’re nothing special. How canyou stay so composed knowing that Garrett betrayed

husband had an

“Yes, Garrett confessed his deep

futile, Laney. The recording is crystal clear. He

“Kailee, stop sowing discord between us. I refuse to believe your lies. I trust Garrett. If you’re so

retort,

laughter. Laney’s feistiness was proof that she cared. Claiming she trusted Garrett was Laney’s desperate

the truth, and that her own serene facade had been nothing more than an act, a wave of exhilaration

in silence for a spell, phone in hand, before

felt like an eternity, teetering on the