Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

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Maisie's heart pounded as she pushed against Daniel's muscular chest, doing her best to create distance. However, the feeble attempt seemed more like a tease.

Daniel threw himself onto her and captured her flushed earlobe with a kiss, feeling her tiny frame shake in his embrace.

"Maisie..." he whispered huskily into her ear, "Can I?"

She shut her eyes, too nervous to respond verbally. He smirked, interpreting her reaction as silent consent.

Yet, just as he was about to proceed, his phone rudely interrupted with an extra blaring ringtone that echoed through the room, incessantly ringing.

Maisie opened her eyes, her cheeks still flushed. "Pick it up," she said.

With a sigh, Daniel reluctantly distanced himself from her.

It was his assistant calling, and Daniel answered with irritation. "What is it?!"

assistant hesitated. "Mr.

"Spit it out!"

nervously continued. "You asked me to follow him, and

balcony to shield Maisie

drinking and gambling. His life seems devoid

surprise him—Owen had exhibited such behavior in the past. Drinking, gambling, and even mistreating his sister. Yet, Maisie had stood up for him when he was ill, selling her body to cover his

brother deserving of the immense sacrifices Maisie

paled as he gripped his

found something else," the assistant

"Did you guys make a

was her indeed. Even if we got the wrong person, we recognized the car's number plate. It belonged to the Quimby

surrounded him like dark

did they talk about?"

assistant paused. "We only saw that they met once throughout the time

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