Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

The question took aback Aaron. “Why? Is checking taxes now a lawyer’s responsibility?”

Jacob looked more serious. “It’s everyone’s responsibility!”

Feeling intimidated by the imposing aura of the prominent lawyer, Aaron stood stiffly and didn’t dare say another word.

Abigail couldn’t help but chuckle and gave Aaron a subtle look.

Aaron cleared his throat and said, “Uh… Mr. Welsh, please rest assured. I’ve always been a law-abiding artist.”

“Is that so?” Jacob squinted. “You’re still single, right? Do you have any rumored girlfriends? I hope there won’t be any cheating scandals that implicate Abigail one day?”

“Mr. Welsh, what are you talking about?” Aaron winced, sweat forming on his forehead.

Jacob’s voice turned stern. “I’m saying, watch out!”

He cleared his throat and stood closer to Abigail to physically block her. His expression was wary and hostile.

Jacob’s aftershave from being so close to him. Looking at his pressed suit jacket, she imagined a future where she could put the jacket on him, pass him his briefcase, and send him

but chuckle, her eyes filled with him and her anticipation for

don’t quite understand what you mean…” Aaron

the word “personal”. “If you dare to do anything illegal or improper, you should stay away from Ms. Fox. Otherwise, I’ll ensure you

I…” Even Aaron, slow on the uptake, understood the situation now. He forced a smile and turned to hurriedly

direction he left, standing righteously like Abigail’s

couldn’t help but chuckle, feeling a wave

to hold his arm, but the man raised his hand and adjusted his tie, skillfully

hand, feeling like she had acted out of place, and pretended to tuck her hair behind

guy.” Jacob smiled unnaturally. “I scared him off with just a few words. I wonder if

wanted to say he looked more terrifying than a

and Cordelia is known for managing her artists strictly. No one dares to

eyes shifted, and he muttered a sour remark,

“What did you say?”

“Nothing, it’s nothing!”