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.

among the Turner family members and other shareholders. She would have no share in it. Or she could agree to Jeremy’s demands, hand over the shares of the Turner Group, and save Luke’s life. And regardless of who owned the Group, she would have Luke

to

full well and understand she would

he wouldn’t have dared to approach Catherine so brazenly to demand

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

at an

expression, he waited for

but Jeremy remained

pressure Catherine nor showed any

his prey struggle helplessly, without any means of escape

head as if accepting her fate, and spoke in a

down as soon as the words left her mouth. It was hard

her pride and haughtiness vanished like

out a hearty

do love each other so much. Don’t worry, I will make sure the two of you are

wasn’t fully

he was suffering from, he was

power and prestige he once had slipped

one of the most

support, had no choice but to swallow her bitterness and

herself to her fate and

over the Turner Group? There had never been any conflict between us and it didn’t look like you were holding grudges

window, a flock of birds

with a vile smile playing

course, we have no grudges against each other. On the contrary, I’m quite grateful to you. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have an ace

spoke deliberately, his tone laced with

to