Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

"Oh, well..." Whitney stammered for a while, struggling to find words.

Daniel chuckled and left, even making a funny face at her before his departure.

Whitney waved her fist at him, a smile playing on her lips.

Daniel's mood seemed to lift more and more since reuniting with Maisie.

As Whitney pondered, love exerted a potent influence. It transformed a once brutal and cold man into a sunshine boy.

Instead of heading to sleep, Whitney headed to her study. It was expansive—some popular bookstores weren't even half its size. The room was adorned with out-of-print books, antique vases, and paintings by renowned artists, giving it an air of sophistication.

She sat at the desk and placed Maisie's work on it. After ordering some tea, she admired it in a relaxed manner.

safe behind her and retrieved Anya's old

soft sigh escaped

some reason, she missed Anya more tonight,

gentle charisma and timid eyes created

reality, and poured herself tea as she gazed at

your favorite tea. I had someone make it for me. Look at this. It's written by a girl

you'd relax yourself by writing cursive when tired from books. I don't know much about cursive, so I couldn't help you with that... How good it would have been if you hadn't met Wilfred. You would've been the

through Anya's

this when going through Anya's old stuff. Her death had been strange and sudden. Anya was an orphan,

her death when the director handed her this. She had almost fallen

quietly in the safe throughout the years. She dared not bring it out, fearing