All Chapters of Catch Me Billionaire Husband: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

A soft symphony played by a famous orchestra band drifted in the Carter family's luxurious mansion. A joyful ambiance, happy laughter, and chattering pervaded the whole mansion. Different flowers ranging from roses, daisies, etc. were neatly arranged, highlighting the mansion’s artistic luxury and beauty—making one's eyes linger, and its scent softly teasing one's nose. Top prominent people held glasses of expensive alcohol and interacted with each other clearly to build more connections and familiarity and get investments. Mr. Carter and Amabella held each other's hands carefully. The couple wore a matching set of deep blue, happy smiles plastered on their faces. With a warm smile on their faces, they made their way to the guest and interacted with the guests one after the other. The sudden opening of the door attracted the guest’s attention, causing everyone to turn to the door. Lessie was dressed in a bronzed-gold one-shoulder ball gown with floral drape details an

Upon hearing Lessie's words, Valencia pressed her lips together and nodded her head in understanding. Suddenly, she curved her lips and let out a peal of laughter as if she had just heard the most shocking joke. Valencia's eyes turned cold, and her brows arched coldly. “Miss me? It's appropriate to say you seem glad that I left. None of you reached out to me, and Dad didn't hesitate to block my bank card less than a week after I left. If you have called my number, you'll certainly be able to reach me. And you mention missing me… I'd rather believe pigs can fly.” Valencia smirked and let out an amused chortle. Valencia paused and raised her chin; her cold and contemptuous glance landed on the green-faced Lessie immediately. “It's quite shocking to hear that from someone who is planning to use my novel to create an award-winning drama and whose mother stole my mom's design to open a fashion line without permission… and wedding anniversary?” Valencia scoffed coldly. “What a joke! I

Maverick leaned back against the couch and played with his pen, his eyes glazed and his expression blank. "As the writer, the only way the script will be credited as yours is if you are involved with the movie or else forget it.” Maverick shamelessly stated Valencia’s face flushed red, veins pulsed on her neck, and her body shook in indignation. What does Maverick mean she has to be presented? It wasn’t as if she was the one who wanted to act, nor was she the director. She gnashed her teeth together. This bastard! He had never changed. He's always wanting things to go according to his flow. He's really a jerk Suddenly, Corbyn extended his hands and collected the phone from Valencia. He tucked his phone into his pocket and pronounced, “This is between us. Valencia is innocent; don’t add Valencia to...” Maverick’s brows arched, and his whole person became detached, his expression enigmatic. He rebutted in a steady and calm voice, “Mr. Corbyn, are you mistaken? The Cirillo and t

“Young Master Corbyn, I’m sorry, under our boss' order, you can only walk up to here. Only Young Miss Valencia could make her way into the boss's office.” Assistant Cliff intoned while bowing to Valencia and Corbyn politely. Corbyn’s expression changed immediately. He knew that Bastard would come up with tricks, but he didn't expect that Maverick Bastard would come up with such silly and childish tricks to stop Corbyn. Right now, Corbyn is in Maverick’s territory, which means that Corbyn can only be careful after all; any hidden danger can pop up. Moreover, taking any rash actions in Maverick and the Vandeberg territory means Corbyn was declaring war on the Maverick and the Vandenberg family. That they both know Maverick had always looked down on tricks; when did he start? Yet Corbyn can’t help thinking that Maverick’s actions were indeed troublesome. Corbyn didn’t want to take any rash actions, nor did he want the woman to be with Maverick alone. Maverick, that bastar

“Tatiana has always heard of Young Master Corbyn Cirillo’s name; Tatiana never expected that Tatiana would one day come across Young Master Corbyn’s Cirillo. It’s Tatiana’s life's luck to come across Young Master Corbyn.” Tatiana bowed to a 90-degree position and expressed in a demure and docile, sweet tone while blinking her eyes innocently and smiling sweetly and coquettishly. Tatiana’s hair fell to her face, and her beautiful side profile was revealed to Corbyn, making her appear more beautiful and enchanting. Tatiana was in a flowery white dress that fell on her thigh, her hair fell past her shoulder, and her face had minimal makeup, causing her to look more like an innocent and enchanting goddess, a gentle aura exuding from her. Corbyn’s eyes were lowered on his phone, a cold and frigid, fierce aura exuding from him. It's been over five minutes since the woman stepped into Maverick’s office, yet he hadn’t heard from her. He only hoped that that bastard jerk wouldn't cro