Her Billionaire Husband

Skillful

Although Matthew Kings’ recent performance had disappointed Veronica Murphy a little, she knew very well who was more important.

After she finished speaking, Antheena sat on the lap of the handsome foreign man with blond hair and blue eyes, showing no intention of speaking. The man held a toothpick and offered a piece of fruit to Antheena, saying, “Baby, calm down.”

They conversed in Chinese. Veronica Murphy stood alone on the side, feeling awkward and unnecessary. After a moment of silence, she asked, “What do I need to do for you to release him?”

She pleaded in a low and submissive voice. She, who had always been confident and composed in front of others, was willing to humble herself for Matthew Kings.

The man had protected her for over two years, risking his life and fortune, just to ensure her worry-free life. Love is a two-way street, and love always feels the need to take action.

“I, Antheena, want to kill someone. It all depends on my mood,” Antheena leaned back on the sofa, with the male model on her left squatting beside her, massaging her legs, perfectly portraying the humility of a “male servant”.

lazily tilting her head back. “Who

enough to negotiate with her. If it weren’t for Xavier Crawford’s special

“Yes.”

“I indeed have no qualifications

come here today with no way out. Of course, she also wanted to see Antheena’s attitude. If she was willing to negotiate with her, that would be great. If not, she

expected to witness such a shocking scene when she came to find Antheena today. Looking at the

a little self-awareness,” Antheena coldly snorted, casting a disdainful glance at Veronica Murphy, her eyes full of contempt. In this world,

debt has its debtor. If you hate me, come after me, don’t harm others,” Veronica Murphy was in a passive position, and every word she said

on the leg of the blond-haired, blue-eyed male model on her right, raised her hand to play with her newly done nails, and said leisurely, “That depends

something and raised her hand to support herself, sitting up on the

“You really want me to spare Matthew Kings? Well, I