Semua Bab Married a Secret Billionaire: Bab 1841 - Bab 1850

Daniel gently held her. He didn't know how to comfort her, but he did what he could to stop her from trembling so much.Maisie felt chills run down her spine and overwhelming sadness. "Did my mom really want to harm me? Why would she do this...""Perhaps she never truly regarded you as her daughter," Daniel murmured. "You should never have any fantasies about her.""Owen, Nicole, and I are all her children. Why would she—""What if that's not the case?" Daniel blurted out.Maisie was stunned, her mind going blank. "What do you mean by that?"Daniel took a deep breath and said after a while, "I don't mean anything else. I'm just hoping you won't get too caught up in this rotten person and situation. Since the moment she sent you to my bed for money many years ago, you should have known she wasn't fit to be your mother!"Maisie lowered her gaze, feeling a chilling void in her heart."I think she'll come looking for you again." Daniel looked at her. "Leaving aside whether those di

"She?" Daniel paused and chuckled. "She's not a relative of mine. She's my aunt's student.""Anya..." Maisie pronounced her name, tracing the photo with her fingertips and couldn't help but smile. "She's really beautiful."Daniel hurriedly said, "You're beautiful too."Maisie pushed him lightly, looking coy. "She's your aunt's student, so is she also a playwright?""Yes," Daniel explained, "I know very little about her, but I've heard she was a talented writer and playwright. However, she kept a low profile, maintained a mysterious persona to the outside world, and hadn't produced many works. Hence, very few people know this name.""Does she still write books?" Maisie asked curiously.Daniel shook his head and replied, "She was troubled by love later on and seemed quite distressed over a man. My aunt was disappointed in her and never contacted her again.""And then?""And then... she passed away." Daniel drew Maisie close, wrapping his arm around her shoulder. "I don't know abo

"Absolutely not!" Cindy protested vehemently. "Listen, let me explain. I really couldn't find an opportunity. Daniel—""Don't use Daniel as an excuse!" Jodie lost her composure. "No matter how capable he is, can he stay by that despicable girl's side 24/7? Can he manipulate everything? It's just that you don't want to find an opportunity!"Jodie gave her a sidelong glance and taunted sarcastically, "Could it be that my biological mother, who raised someone else's child, has developed feelings for that child?""What are you saying?!" Cindy was distressed and angry.How had she treated Jodie all these years? Even if she found it nearly impossible to see her daughter, she still willingly overcame obstacles just to catch a glimpse of her.Even when faced with Jodie's coldness, Cindy continued to meet her with a smiling face. If Jodie was unhappy, Cindy would be willing to give her everything she had.That was because she was her daughter, born from her own body—her flesh and blood! I

When Toph arrived at the Newhouse residence, the butler personally welcomed him and respectfully led him to Harvey's art studio.Harvey had been sitting there all morning, engrossed in painting. Toph approached slowly, unable to help smiling when he observed Harvey's intense focus.Harvey keenly sensed someone behind him and abruptly looked up."Don't get me wrong. I didn't mean to sneak up on you!" Toph hurriedly waved his hands as if confessing to a mistake. "I... I brought the final draft of the illustrated novel to see if there's anything you think needs to be revised."Harvey glanced at it briefly and grunted after a while, "Your work is already good enough. No need for changes.""Really?" Toph scratched his head. "But Aunt Maisie saw these last time and knew which ones you drew... Actually, I'm not as good as you in terms of artistic sensibility.""You're being modest!" Harvey lightly scoffed, turning away to focus on his artwork. He still looked pale and thin, but there wa

Despair reflected in Harvey's eyes.Toph looked at him, feeling an inexplicable sense of sadness. Harvey was thin as if a gust of wind could blow him away. His complexion was ghostly pale, a shade of abnormal pallor.Fate seemed relentless. It was like living in hell for being born into this family."I don't know why they treat me like this," Harvey self-mockingly smiled. "Since I was little, my father never liked me. In my memory, he never smiled at me or even held me."And my mother, she's sometimes good to me, sometimes bad. Sometimes she indulges me, other times she hits me even harder than my sister..."And I found out about Jodie's secret ten years ago.""Her secret?" Toph's heart lurched. He had overheard Chris and Lena murmuring that Jodie had no blood relation to Delilah."Yes." Harvey picked up a pen, casually sketching on paper. A few lines twisted into distorted figures like a scene from a chilling horror film.Toph could tell that the twisted face was Jodie, holdin