My Family Mocked Me at the Wedding, Then My Billionaire Husband Walked…

her voice unusually uncertain. “You can’t just leave like this.

We need to talk.” I glanced at Sophia, who nodded discreetly and stepped back to give us a moment of privacy. “I have a work emergency, Mother.

National security doesn’t wait for family reconciliations.” “National security,” she repeated as if tasting the words for the first time. “You continue reading …