The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Twenty bucks tip?

Levi was taken aback. Was there such action?

“Levi-”

Levi smiled and said, “Grandma, I will listen to you. You have the final say.”

After Joyce bought the pregnancy test, she went back to the auction house. Anyway, she still wanted to auction the underworld book.

But when she turned around, she could no longer see Olive and Anabelle.

Where did they go?

It was really strange.

Joyce looked left and right looking for them. When Damien’s personal secretary saw Joyce looking for someone, he quickly stepped forward, saying. “Hey, how can I help you?

It was a bit crowded here, to get to the private secretary, Joyce had to go through the crowd first. At this time someone bumped into her, the plastic bag in her hand fell to the ground, and the pregnancy test inside fell out.

“Ah,” someone hastily exclaimed. “Look, there’s a pregnancy test in the plastic hag. Whose is it?”

Because the two words “pregnancy test” are relatively sensitive, “whoosh,” everyone’s eyes widened in that direction.

This caused quite a stir, people whispering: “Oh my g od, who brought the pregnancy test to the auction house?”

“Isn’t this too embarrassing?”.

Joyce glanced at the pregnancy test on the ground, then leaned over and reached out to pick it up and the plastic bag calmly. She pursed her lips and said, “Sorry everyone. My husband…is old, so I should buy a pregnancy test in a hurry.”

The private secretary on one side was stunned on the spot. What does this mean? What exactly does she mean?

The private secretary turned and ran away.

wanted to help her had run away. She was

at a sprinting pace, opening the door to

meeting, the CFO is doing

forward, calling

“Huh?” Damien replied faintly.

private secretary swallowed, “President, I have something to report to you… I just saw Miss Brown downstairs. She’s got a pregnancy

flipping through documents suddenly

“What did you say?”

the president, only to see his handsome and serious face obscured, and the cold air radiating from his body was

show any expression, for fear of offending

she said… you’re a good old man.

pin drop on

time, the CFO boldly asked: “President… Should

out!” Damien spat out a cold word from his

“whoosh,” senior executives quickly rose from their seats and ran out of the conference roo as if on the run

high-level meeting

heave, clearly trying his best to contain

baby not

personal secretary as if he wanted to kill

private secretary wanted

figure suddenly stood up. He took strong steps to the French window, tugging at the tie around his neck, his head flooded with Joyce’s bright and seductive

returning, how could she be

like she was with another

so many years. He didn’t know her past at

was never finished with

me. I want to know who that b

his boss lose his temper. As the heir

“Yes, sir.”

not, send her a letter from the lawyer. If she

“Just now, Miss Brown sent $1.4 billion.” Damien’s tall body suddenly