Her Billionaire Husband

Melvin Winson glanced back and forth between the two individuals and couldn’t help but interject, “Veron, Camden just wants to learn some self-defense. Why don’t you teach him?”

As he spoke, he straightened his arm and gestured towards Camden Sullivan, who was signaling him with his eyes. Camden Sullivan nodded vigorously, “Yes, yes, Melvin is right.”

Faced with his sincere request, Veronica Murphy found it difficult to refuse. After a moment’s thought, she agreed, “Alright. When we have some free time, I’ll teach you some self-defense moves.”

“Hahaha, great, great!”

Camden Sullivan was overjoyed and immediately said, “Then tonight, after work, I’ll treat you guys.”

Murphy couldn’t refuse either and gladly accepted. After exchanging a few more words, the three.

their scenes together, while Melvin Winson turned and left. When

hand holding a pillow and the other holding a cigarette. She looked dejected and despondent, with a

Winson walked over and sat on the armrest of the sofa. “What’s wrong? Are you planning to give up?” he asked, engaging in a self-conversation. “Well, that’s fine. When you turn around, you’ll see me waiting for you. It’s not a bad

slender fingers and took a puff. The faint smoke wafted around her

like someone who gives up easily?” She propped her elbow on the pillow, supporting her right arm, and her red lips curved into a forced smile. “Don’t say it’s just Veronica Murphy, even if it’s two or three of them, I

and said, “Today, Mia Stuart appeared on set unharmed. I’m curious, why didn’t Miguel go after her when we made her the scapegoat? And who was the real culprit behind the

couldn’t find the mastermind behind it. However, I heard that Mia Stuart was

there’s something fishy going on,” Melvin Winson tilted his head, his beautiful phoenix eyes glancing at Eviette Robins. “When I saw Veronica Murphy earlier, if I’m not mistaken, she was holding the cup of coffee that Mia Stuart’s assistant bought. I happened to run into