Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Wesley entered the room and noticed that Graham was the only person there. The dish on the table emitted a steady stream of steam into the air. A layer of fiery red chili oil coated its surface, resembling a python's tongue poised to engulf him and drag him to the depths of hell.

Upon looking up, Wesley met Graham's sly gaze, which left him so startled that his knees buckled, and he tumbled to the ground.

Graham flatly remarked, "What's with the courtesy, Mebane? It occurs to me that we were almost family!"

Sweat poured down Wesley's face as he remained motionless on the floor.

Graham instructed his men to assist Wesley to a seat on the opposite chair. It was a stark contrast to his earlier arrogant demeanor when he was intoxicated.

Graham regarded Wesley with contempt.

During their engagement, Wesley had never met Maisie's family. His constant overseas travels left him with little time to do so. Moreover, he held a low opinion of her maternal family, deeming it unnecessary to meet them. Little did he anticipate that he would encounter Wesley under such circumstances.

"Mebane, my wounds haven't fully healed," he said coldly. "But I secured your release. Do you know why?"

"I-I don't," stammered Wesley.

you," Graham replied, staring at him coldly and

Wesley's mind went blank.

been strangely comfortable, possibly due to the Bayers' influence. It reminded

they could effortlessly subdue him like a bothersome fly. He couldn't afford

he implored, "Mr. Bayer, please, tell me... What do

attitude. He poured himself a glass of wine and downed it in one

on Wesley. "As her former brother-in-law, you should have some insights into her, shouldn't

had conducted an investigation, even discovering his

know Maisie quite well," Graham mused as he swirled

responded, unable

will be consequences if you

to divulge