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!"

at him, concerned he might say

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

The man, who'd had a stern expression just moments ago, now had a

then turned and went

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

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

it was because of his illness and the substantial medical bills it had caused that Maisie had sold herself to

entire 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 care of

Maisie were indifferent 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.

closer, saying in a low voice, "I've been a bit tight

his