The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 1263 Money Or Life.

Jeremy reminisced about the day when he went to Catherine to propose his deal.

“Ms. Turner, you only have one last chance right now.”

Jeremy was comfortably sitting on the sofa, his finger interlocked.

He looked at Catherine and calmly said, “If you hand over the Turner Group’s shares, I will help your husband recover.” Catherine glared at Jeremy.

Hate made her eyes red.

She didn’t hesitate at all and rejected him on the spot.

“No! If you think you’ll get your hands on the shares of the Turner Group, then you’re dreaming!”

At that time she had been running around to find a way to cure his husband’s illness. The exhaustion had taken a toll on her. She was extremely haggard.

The elegance and nobility she once had as an upper-class lady had been long lost.

Jeremy took pleasure in seeing Catherine’s distress. His smile grew wider and crueler.

“Do you really think you still have any options left?” He taunted.

Unwillingness was obvious on Catherine’s face.

She clenched her fists tightly and bit her lower lip but said nothing, only stared at Jeremy.

If her daughter hadn’t died, perhaps she would still have the privilege to make a choice.

But now, she was left with no choice. There were only two paths in front of her. And both were dead-ends.

the Turner Group get taken and divided among the Turner family members and other shareholders. She would have

to live a difficult

full well and understand she

he wouldn’t have dared to approach Catherine so brazenly

knew deep down that a pampered and spoiled wealthy lady, without the courage

was at an

waited for Catherine to make

but

not pressure Catherine nor showed any signs

prey struggle helplessly, without any means of escape was his favorite

her noble head as if accepting her fate, and spoke

words left her mouth. It

and haughtiness

let out

will make sure the two of you are reunited.” Under Jeremy’s care, it didn’t

he wasn’t fully recovered

he was

and prestige he once had slipped from

most successful men in the business

support, had no choice but to swallow her bitterness and resentment as she watched her husband

to resign herself to her fate and

over the Turner Group? There had never been

the window, a flock of birds

a vile smile playing at

weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have an

tone

to