The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 737

“I really appreciate it, Teresa,” Laney expressed with heartfelt sincerity.

Restoring the recording would have been a near-impossible feat without Teresa’s invaluable assistance.

Teresa’s smile beamed as she replied, “It’s hardly worth mentioning. When did you adopt such formalities?”

Laney’s lips pursed with a tinge of guilt. She hadn’t reached out to Teresa since her wedding. This time, she called upon her for help, and Teresa obliged without a moment’s hesitation.

Laney was both touched and remorseful. Words of gratitude were all she could muster.

“Having said that,” Teresa suddenly interjected with gravity, “we’ve been swamped lately and could truly use an expert bodyguard like yourself. If you’re interested, come by and give it a shot.”

Although Teresa extended the offer, she doubted Laney would accept.

After all, the Harding family was distinguished, and they would never permit their daughter-in-law to work as a bodyguard.

To her surprise, Laney’s determined voice rang through the phone, “Alright, I’ll give it serious consideration.”

Since sending the photo album, Kailee eagerly anticipated Laney’s reaction. But time wore on, and Laney never confronted her.

Had Laney not seen the incriminating photo and recording?

Or had she chosen to swallow her pride and humiliation for the Harding family’s wealth, feigning ignorance?

Kailee was convinced Laney wasn’t the type to tolerate her husband’s infidelity for monetary gain. She concealed the photo and recording within the album, knowing Laney’s unwavering devotion to love.

of the process, Laney and Garrett were destined for a divorce. Kailee had imagined countless scenarios but never expected silence from Laney.

last date,

confront Garrett, only to be thwarted by his assistant each time.

wait any longer. If Garrett sought to avoid her, she’d confront

grabbed her phone and dialed Laney’s

the photo and recording, Laney knew that remaining unresponsive

smiled and inquired, Miss Gibson, to what do I owe the

to hide from Laney. Wearing a devious grin, she

supplements Lola brought? Or the essential oils

the photo of Garrett and me at the hotel, or the recording

smile. With a hint of amusement, she

Laney’s equanimity in the face

it seems you’re nothing special. How canyou stay so composed knowing that Garrett betrayed you? You must

husband had an affair?”

confessed his

ignorance is futile, Laney. The recording is crystal clear. He married you out

tone turned icy. “Kailee, stop sowing discord between us. I refuse to believe your lies. I trust Garrett.

Kailee’s retort,

end of the line, Kailee couldn’t stifle her laughter. Laney’s feistiness was proof that she cared. Claiming she trusted Garrett was Laney’s desperate attempt

her own serene facade had been nothing more than an act, a wave of exhilaration surged

in silence for a spell, phone in hand, before decisively dialing

teetering on the

no desire to indulge in further small