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 say

snickered and whispered, "I'll step outside for a smoke. I promise not to speak with

a stern expression just moments ago, now had a gentle, reassuring look

then turned and went

this man as nothing more than an

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

nonchalantly grinned. Previously, it was because of his illness and the substantial medical bills it had caused that Maisie had

she was doing well or been worried about whether she could handle being with Daniel. Even now, Owen still believed that it was natural for his younger sisters to

and didn't care about saving me, my mother would be the first to disagree," Owen boasted. "Mr. Quimby, if you truly had no feelings for our Maisie, you wouldn't

Daniel clenched his fists.

a low voice, "I've been

looked up, his eyes turning