The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

What?

Joyce’s eyes immediately lit up. Is he… attracted to one of her girls?

The business just took off?

Joyce looked at Damien. This is the real financial master, being around him would be great.

“Mr. Robert, what do you mean…?” Joyce was a little uncertain.

Damien looked into her watery eyes sparkling with light, curling his thin lips with pleasure: “One million? Seven million? Fifteen million? Is that enough?”

Go d!

Joyce took a breath and said, “Enough! Enough! Mr. Robert, you are so aggressive. Tell me, which girl in our Windshire Palace do you like? You can choose our leader!”

Damien reached out, used his slender fingers to pinch her small jaw, and one word spilled out from, his thin lips: “You!”

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Joyce blinked her eyelashes. What does he mean? Does he want her?

“What’s wrong, don’t you sell? You can sell anything for money. If fifteen million isn’t enough, I can give you thirty million, fifty million…”

Joyce really wanted to cover her ears. This tens of millions was definitely the most beautiful sound she had ever heard. Please save her! She could hardly resist this temptation.

“But but…”

“But what? You go out to sell and I use money to buy you. You just said I can freely choose the maid of Windshire Palace, but now that I have chosen you and you are not happy?

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Joyce was speechless. Fifteen million, thirty million, fifty million… is a lot of money. She can use this money to build a plant to cultivate precious medicinal herbs in Visionary. The people of Visionary can grow medicinal herbs to earn a living and have a prosperous life.

But…but…she can’t sell herself…

you three seconds to think it over. You must have realized that I have a lot of money. How much money

words trembling, almost suspecting he was hallucinating. He has been with his boss for so many years. He was

“One.”

“Two…”

Damien started the countdown.

Robert, it’s not that I don’t want to make

“Why?”

I’m married.” Joyce

She is married…

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cars. His black pupils instantly shrank, looking

did she just

she say she

he is already married, so it is normal for her to talk about having a boyfriend or

of one wild night. But Damien

looked at him and repeated,

few seconds, Damien slowly regained his senses. A bright smile overflowed from his fiery red phoenix eyes. He said, “Hello Joyce, you are really nice. 1, Damien, am really st upid to waste so much time with a

few tissues and wiped his hands. vigorously, as if

car suddenly dropped to

point, they had reached the destination, the driver respectfully opened the back door, Damien and Joyce got out of the

voice quickly spoke

a middle-aged man with a big belly running towards Joyce with his arms wide open.

his eyes. He knows this fat guy.

aristocratic, but the Dutton generation declined. Dutton bikes to drink, loves beauty, has deep dark circles under his eyes, and seems to often

but

Could Dutton be…her husband?

was married. Could it be that she

wanting to hug Joyce tightly. She was standing

in time to

next to him quickly grabbed Dutton. Dutton felt very embarrassed, glared fiercely at that man, then turned around, smiled at Joyce, and said affectionately: “Joyce, honey. You’re being naughty

at Dutton, smiled and