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?

infidelity for monetary gain. She concealed the photo and recording within the

Garrett. Regardless of the process, Laney and Garrett were destined for a divorce. Kailee

days, she had tried contacting Garrett multiple times to arrange their last date, but he either ignored

a fit of impulsiveness, Kailee stormed into the company to confront Garrett, only to be thwarted by his assistant each time. When Garrett was in the hospital, he never left Laney’s side, leaving Kailee

rubbed her temples. Kailee refused to wait any longer. If Garrett sought to avoid her, she’d

Kailee grabbed her phone

the photo and recording, Laney knew that remaining unresponsive would drive

Laney smiled and inquired, Miss Gibson, to what

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

Laney replied, “What surprise? The allergy-inducing nutritional supplements Lola brought?

haven’t seen the photo of Garrett and me at the hotel, or the recording pen! Garrett’s

crumbling? Laney couldn’t help but smile. With a hint of amusement, she calmly replied,

Laney’s equanimity in the face

seems you’re nothing special. How canyou stay so composed

my husband had an affair?”

confessed his deep affection

Laney. The recording is crystal clear. He married you out of mere

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

retort,

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

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

lingered in silence for a spell, phone in hand, before decisively dialing

eternity, teetering on the edge of disconnection,