The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Just now, Garrett happened to be headed in the same direction as Laney.

Seeing her up ahead, he asked the driver to follow her taxi.

After a while, he found that there was something off about the taxi.

Why did the driver take her to such a remote alley? Uneasy, he asked the driver to follow them into the alley to see what was going on.

When they turned the corner, he found that Laney was surrounded by a group of men.

The driver saw this too and warned Garrett, "Mr.Harding, I think she might‘ve offended some big shot.Those men don‘t look like ordinary thugs."

Seeing the swarm of menacing–looking men, Garrett was also on high alert.But he didn‘t show it.He just unfastened the cuffs of his shirt and started stretching.

"How long has it been since you last fought, Jarrod?" The driver chuckled.

"Well, let‘s just say I‘ve always kept myself in shape."

Garrett‘s driver, Jarrod, used to be a famous fighter when he was young.

Garrett looked at the strong men in the alley.

fighting them.He was vastly outnumbered after all.It

Laney joined the fight, they still didn‘t stand a chance.He had to think of something

usually had a warm smile on his face, which made him look like an approachable

his face was cold

still gentlemanly–looking, he was more intimidating than

you to hurt my

his piercing gaze boring a hole into the man in the

Garrett exuded, or perhaps it was because he had stepped out of a luxury sports car—whatever the reason, the tattooed man in the lead didn‘t act

you? You‘d better mind your own

hurt her will not only be my enemy, but the

pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, walked past the wall of strong men, and strode

her on the back and said, "I’ll handle things

stood glued

grabbed her arm, trying to get her to listen to him.It seemed that these hit men had indeed heard of the name of

domineering attitude made them think

as an opportunity to escape and

Jarrod was smart.

his foot on the