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?

convinced Laney wasn’t the type to tolerate her husband’s infidelity for monetary gain. She concealed the photo

the process, Laney and Garrett were destined for a divorce. Kailee had imagined

their last date, but he either ignored her calls or his assistant claimed he

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

to wait any

phone and dialed Laney’s number. Laney answered

she received the photo and recording, Laney knew that remaining unresponsive would drive Kailee to

smiled and inquired, Miss Gibson, to what do I owe

had no reason to hide from Laney. Wearing a devious grin, she bluntly declared, “Laney, have you seen the little surprise I left for

supplements Lola brought? Or the essential oils that could

the photo of Garrett and me

help but smile. With a hint of amusement, she calmly replied, “Yes,

in

it seems you’re nothing special. How

an affair?” Laney chuckled.

“Yes, Garrett confessed his deep affection

is futile, Laney. The recording is crystal clear. He

between us. I refuse to believe your lies. I trust Garrett. If you’re so

Kailee’s retort, Laney disconnected

that she cared. Claiming she trusted Garrett was Laney’s desperate attempt to preserve her dignity as a

that Laney had finally uncovered the truth, and that her own serene facade had been nothing more than an act, a

a spell, phone in hand, before decisively

ringing persisted for what felt like an eternity, teetering on the edge of disconnection, when Garrett’s voice finally emerged