The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Mr. November wanted to use a piece of duct tape to seal Martinez’s mouth.

“Dad!”

“Shut up! You disobedient son, you’ve been causing trouble outside all day. You offended a mysterious bigwig. Maybe our entire family will be buried with you!”

Martinez covered his red and swollen face. A mysterious big man? Martinez did not see anyone mysterious, but when he saw his father’s fearful expression, Martinez raised his head and looked at Raven.

He didn’t know why he looked at Raven, there was no way he could be the mysterious person. He was just a mere driver.

“Jeffrey,” Mr. November looked at Raven with a flattering expression and kept laughing apologetically, “I’ll bring this beast home right now and discipline him. If I cut off the father-son relationship with him, I’ll pretend that I never gave birth to this son!”

“And Beatrice, she will never dare to harass you again in the future. I’ll let her know how much she weighs!”

“Today’s incident is all Martinez and Beatrice’s fault. We are sorry, we were wrong.”

Facing everyone, the king lowered his noble and rich head and gave Raven and everyone a deep bow.

Everyone looked at each other. Today’s series of events were too dramatic. Everyone looked at Raven.

Raven’s handsome face was devoid of emotions. His indifferent gaze swept across the faces of Mr. November, Martinez, and Beatrice. Then he held North’s little hand, “Breakfast is going to be cold, let’s go home.”

Raven led North into the courtyard and closed the door.

In the living room, Raven let go of North’s hand. “North, go wash your hands. I’m ready to eat breakfast.”

curiously and suspiciously. “Jeffrey, do you know that rich man? I

because he still needed to use his identity as a driver to stay by North’s side. He h ooked his thin lips, “I

Then I have to thank you

Go

North happily went to wash her

of sight, Raven took out his phone from

November family disappear from here. I don’t want to see them again in the

family like the November family would not be worth wasting his

until the moment the door closed that Mr.

Beatrice and Martinez looked at their

his sleeves. “What are you doing here?

anymore, so he asked in a low voice, “Dad, why do you seem to be afraid of that Jeffrey? He’s just a driver.

said in a low voice, “Do you know who

the richest man in Los Angeles,

weakened, and he almost

She thought that Jeffrey was just a poor boy. Two days ago, she tried using

moment, Mr. November’s phone

answered the

the phone in his hand fell

the matter

the ground, with

had been resolved smoothly, everyone was even more grateful to Jeffrey and