Her Billionaire Husband

“Who… who sent you?” Veronica Murphy sat between two men in the back seat of the car, stuttering as she asked. The blond man glared at her and replied, “Who else could it be? It’s Mr. Ludwig, of course.”

“Lv… so, it’s Mr. Ludwig.” Mia Stuart tightly clenched her hands together, unable to control her trembling. The driver, currently driving, looked at the rearview mirror and said to the blond man, “Larry, I think I recognize those thugs from earlier. I believe I’ve seen them before.”

Larry, the blond man, took out a cigarette from the pack and handed it to his buddy on the other side. He furrowed his brow and pondered, “You mean the tallest and most robust guy from earlier?”

The driver nodded, “Yes, yes, him. He looks. familiar, right?”

“Hmm, let me think…” Larry took a drag from his cigarette and suddenly realized something, slapping his thigh, “He’s the bodyguard for that Best Actress, what’s her name… Tang something. We saw them a couple of days ago. at the Emperor Hotel.”

“Oh, yeah, yeah, I remember now. I remember now. No wonder he looked so familiar.” The driver in the front seat nodded in realization.

the bodyguards earlier clearly said they

and I never forget a face. How could we make a mistake? If anyone’s wrong, it must be those bodyguards who quit and

days, and she already changed bosses? Does Veronica Murphy pay a high salary? I need to find out. If the pay is good, I might switch

Stuart, sitting between the two men, lowered

her hands, nervously tapping her thumbnail, furrowing her brows in deep thought. The “Best Actress named Tang something” they mentioned must be Eviette Robins. Only the Best Actress would

have these people seen the same bodyguards with

Murphy, but not with Ben! Veronica Murphy’s skills are well known.

a ridiculous conclusion that even she found hard to

wasn’t Veronica Murphy, but Mia Stuart

against Eviette Robins, so why

Stuart was safely escorted to her hotel room to rest. As soon