The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Ritchie took a few steps back in shock.

Exasperated, he looked at his men, who were all knocked down to the ground and groaning in pain.

"Where did you hire them?" he asked in disbelief.

Ethan’s voice was as cold as ice.

"They’re my friends."

"Your friends? Ha! They must be jobless losers just like you."

Although Ritchie was a little scared and flustered, he refused to show it.

He stared at Ethan’s "friends" condescendingly.

Ethan was a loser after all.It made sense that his friends were all thugs.

Ethan didn’t answer.

Instead, he asked the man behind him to take care of Laney.

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Ritchie straightened his suit and walked to the door of the private room: He walked past Ethan and bumped into his shoulder deliberately.He cast a sidelong glance at

yourself, having a group of thugs for friends.Just remember: you’re nothing but a poor, powerless loser.I swear I’ll make your life more miserable than it

Ethan sneered.

brim of his cap, his eyes flashed coldly.He had one hand

the others and said,

the car.She was covered in bloody wounds but her face was pale as

hold on a little longer.We’re almost at

her eyes, Janet quickly tried to press some

bloodshot.She didn’t respond to Janet and stared at the ceiling of the

turned to the driver and said sternly, "Get to Frank’s as

destination, Laney had passed out

at Ethan

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