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

outside for a smoke. I promise not to speak with your Mr. Quimby.

at Daniel. The man, who'd had a stern expression just moments ago,

and went into the

He saw this man as nothing more than

somewhat mocking smile on his face. "You don't expect Maisie to save you

had sold herself to Daniel. She had spent three years by his side, and Owen's

Squire family had benefited from Maisie, but no one had ever asked if 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 take

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

Daniel clenched his fists.

closer, saying in a low voice, "I've been a bit tight on funds lately.

his eyes turning