The Mysterious Billionaire

Joseph couldn't help but wipe away Paige's tears. He said in a tender voice, "Save your tears! Tears don't solve anything. Tell me, who did this to you?"

Paige could not say a word. She pursed her lips and threw herself into Joseph's arms, crying bitterly.

She tried hard to hold her tears back when she was questioned and scolded by Liam.

She told herself not to cry, because tears would not change anything.

But when facing the question of the man in front of her, she could no longer hold back her tears which streamed down like an unblocked river.

Her tears soaked Joseph's clothes. He became stiff as he felt the heat of Paige's tears.

Half an hour later, Paige got in Joseph's car. He showed up with another car within a couple of hours.

He drove a Maybach in the morning. But now he was driving a brand new Bentley. Paige looked at Joseph incredulously with her swollen eyes, "Do you borrow it from others as well?"

"That's right!"

"Who on earth would be so generous to lend him such an expensive car? He must have hooked up with a lot of rich women" Paige thought.

Paige feel disgusted at heart. Joseph sat in the car and looked at her with contempt.

"Tut-tut! No wonder people always say that women are so sensitive. Look at you, you look ugly when you are crying! You'll have to pay for my shirt because you got it dirty." Paige disliked his comment, so she retorted with her swollen eyes, "Isn't it just a shirt? I'll pay for it!"

After she said that, she remembered that she was penniless. She felt frustrated about it.

Joseph tilted his head and looked at her, "What happened just now?"

"None of your business!" Paige was in a bad mood and answered impatiently.

"It's your so-called sister again, am I right? You know nothing but cry. You need to solve the problem with your brain instead of your tears."

"You!" Being scolded by him, Paige was angry and wanted to retort. But she thought herself was so stupid indeed, for she had been set up by others for so many times.

Joseph stopped making fun of her when he saw her pitiful face, "Tell me, what happened just now?"

Paige told Joseph what had happened just now. He frowned, "So you've been set up by your sister again? If you weren't lucky, you would have been disfigured?"

This d*mned pimp was still so sharp-tongued. Paige was so angry that she turned her head away and decided to ignore him.

Joseph squinted at her, "What are you going to do now?"

"My dad stood by them and forced me to apologize. I would never apologize! I can live on my own."

"Fine, well done!" Joseph clapped his hands with an emotionless face.

"Have you decided not to go back home? While you are sitting here and watching them move into your house and take all your things away, right?"

Paige confuted after she heard Joseph's ironic words, "What can I do? Shall I apologize to the mistress and take all the blame while that is not my fault?"

"I didn't mean that. I just want to remind you that there is not only one solution for all the problems. It depends on how you think."

"I can't change anything. I know my father well. My apology is the only solution. Do I have to do this?"

Paige didn't think her life would be too hard, "What's the big deal? The only thing I have to do is to reduce my costs. I'm sure that I can support myself."

"Oh, really?" Joseph sneered for Paige's naivety.

"I have to remind you that there are more conspiracies coming after you. You have to get ready for it. Life is much more complicated than you've imagined. Besides, is there anywhere to go for you now?" Paige fell into silence when she heard his words. She had nowhere to go without money indeed. Her current situation was worse than she imagined.

Looking at her bitter and pitiful face, Joseph said lightly, "Why don't you go to my place and stay for a few days?"

"Living with you?" Paige asked. She was very grateful to him, but she had never thought about living with a gigolo.

Joseph was such a handsome guy and worked on such a job. How dirty he was?

Stay with him, but what if he barged into her bedroom in the middle of the night?

Joseph had thought that she would be overjoyed if he offered to help.

However, Paige was hesitating. Seeing her hesitant look, Joseph's face turned gloomy.

"It's up to you. Do you think I want you to stay in my house?"

Seeing he become irritated, Paige had to agree, "Then I'll live in your house, and I'll pay you the rent. But I have to warn you first, don't get any ideas about me."

"You? Are you kidding? Do you think you're a fairy? Why don't you look at yourself in the mirror? You have a flat body. If you hadn't hugged me last time, I wouldn't have touched you even if I were beaten to death!"

A shameless stinky gigolo, how could he speak so viciously!

Paige was so angry that her face turned blue. She wanted to refute it, "I'm a natural beauty. I am thousands of times more beautiful than those old women clients, am I not?"

However, She took back the words on the tip of her tongue for fear of his meanness. If she dared to reply, he would definitely bite back for ten times.

This petty-minded and handsome gigolo was not like a man at all. He must have his own difficulties, otherwise he would not do such kind of work.

Because he was forced into wearing such a pair of sour and mean look.

Forget it. A great person never stooped to pettiness. She did not make a fuss with people who lived a hard life.

If Joseph knew that Paige had described himself like this in her mind, he would definitely be so angry as to spit blood.