Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

"Oh, it's Mr. Quimby." Owen hastily wiped his hand across his clothes, smiling obsequiously. "I didn't expect... to meet you again. How have you been?"

Daniel looked at the hand Owen extended, his expression darkening even further.

Maisie gave Owen a pat and whispered, "Owen, what are you saying?"

Owen chuckled and quickly corrected himself. "Oh, I misspoke... Heh, I've had a bit too much to drink, and my head's not very clear right now. Maisie, what's for lunch?"

Maisie rolled her eyes at him, feeling annoyed.

"Daniel will have lunch at home today, so I'll go help Mom and Nicole."

"Alright, alright!" Owen hastily ushered her toward the kitchen. "Then you go ahead. Make some pork ribs for me! I've been working too hard lately, so I need some nourishment!"

Maisie glared at him, concerned he might

a smoke. I promise not to speak with your Mr.

The man, who'd had a stern expression just moments ago, now had a gentle, reassuring look in

then turned and

He saw this man as nothing more than an annoying mosquito, impossible to

drinking aren't beneficial to your condition," Daniel said with a somewhat mocking smile on his face. "You don't expect Maisie to

grinned. Previously, it was because of his illness and the substantial medical bills it had caused that Maisie had sold herself to Daniel. She had spent three years by his side, and Owen's medicine needs had never stopped. Imported medicine was always

about whether she could handle being with Daniel. Even now, Owen still believed that it was natural for his younger sisters

my mother would be the first to disagree," Owen boasted. "Mr. Quimby, if you truly had no feelings for our

Daniel clenched his fists.

voice, "I've been a bit tight on funds

his eyes turning