The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

What?

Joyce’s eyes immediately lit up. Is he… attracted to one of her girls?

The business just took off?

Joyce looked at Damien. This is the real financial master, being around him would be great.

“Mr. Robert, what do you mean…?” Joyce was a little uncertain.

Damien looked into her watery eyes sparkling with light, curling his thin lips with pleasure: “One million? Seven million? Fifteen million? Is that enough?”

God!

Joyce took a breath and said, “Enough! Enough! Mr. Robert, you are so aggressive. Tell me, which girl in our Windshire Palace do you like? You can choose our leader!”

Damien reached out, used his slender fingers to pinch her small jaw, and one word spilled out from, his thin lips: “You!”

Joyce blinked her eyelashes. What does he mean? Does he want her?

“What’s wrong, don’t you sell? You can sell anything for money. If fifteen million isn’t enough, I can give you thirty million, fifty million…”

Joyce really wanted to cover her ears. This tens of millions was definitely the most beautiful sound she had ever heard. Please save her! She could hardly resist this temptation.

“But but…”

“But what? You go out to sell and I use money to buy you. You just said I can freely choose the maid of Windshire Palace, but now that I have chosen you and you are not happy?

Joyce was speechless. Fifteen million, thirty million, fifty million… is a lot of money. She can use this money to build a plant to cultivate precious medicinal herbs in Visionary. The people of Visionary can grow medicinal herbs to earn a living and have a prosperous life.

But…but…she can’t sell herself…

Damien saw her struggling and felt very good. He said, “I’ll give you three seconds to think it over. You must have realized that I have a lot of money. How much money you can take from me depends only on your ability.”

many years. He was a noble and excellent man, but he had never done anything

“One.”

“Two…”

Damien started the countdown.

wait a minute!” Joyce said embarrassedly: “Mr. Robert, it’s not that I don’t want to make money from you. It’s just… I can’t sell

“Why?”

I’m married.” Joyce

She is married…

words quickly exploded in Damien’s cars. His black pupils instantly shrank, looking at her in

she

she say she was

he is already married, so it is normal for her to talk

between two people just because of one wild night. But Damien was still stunned. He was surprised to see her red lips opening and closing, not understanding what she just

looked at him and repeated, “Sorry, Mr. Robert. I’m

his fiery red phoenix eyes. He said, “Hello Joyce, you are really nice. 1, Damien, am really st upid to waste so much time with a

out a few tissues and

car suddenly

the driver respectfully opened the back door, Damien and Joyce got out of the

greasy voice

a middle-aged man with a big belly running towards Joyce with his arms wide open. “Honey” is of

guy. He did business with him,

generation declined. Dutton bikes to drink, loves

wrong with dark circles, but

Could Dutton be…her husband?

now she said she was married. Could it be that she married

tightly. She was standing still, and when Dutton lunged forward, she

in time

Dutton. Dutton felt very embarrassed, glared fiercely at that man, then turned around, smiled at Joyce, and said affectionately: “Joyce, honey.

at Dutton,