Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Daniel observed as Maisie welcomed Graham with a smile. However, as the door closed behind them, his heart

sank.

He restlessly paced back and forth, eventually reaching for his phone to call his subordinate. He couldn't contain his

frustration and yelled as soon as the call was answered, "Why is Graham here?!"

His subordinate was taken aback, clueless about the situation.

In need of a moment to calm down, Daniel closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly.

"I asked, why is Graham staying in the apartment in Mange Square, right across from my house?" he asked with

more composure.

The subordinate hesitated before speaking. "I... I'm not sure."

Daniel was frustrated. He hung up and awaited an update from his subordinate.

After a short while, he received a report. "Mr. Quimby, the Bayers don't own the apartment Mr. Bayer is staying at.

He bought it after making his first million from venture capital. It's his personal property."

"Why did he choose this place, then?" Daniel questioned.

His subordinate found himself in a difficult position. "Mr. Quimby, it's a great location. We can't stop him from

purchasing it."

Uncertain how to vent his anger, Daniel strolled over to Maisie's door and paced back and forth. The apartment had

been meticulously renovated, with even the door soundproofed, preventing him from listening to what was

transpiring inside.

Would Graham stay there tonight?

'Absence makes the heart grow fonder...' he thought.

They had been apart for so long, but that didn't mean they would...

No!

Daniel quickly dismissed that thought. Maisie was a traditional girl who wouldn't give herself away before marriage.

But... what about their past experiences?

Inappropriate images flashed through his mind, and he clenched his fists, veins bulging on his arms. He fixated on

the door, feeling he might lose control at any moment.

Unexpectedly, at that very moment, Graham emerged from the apartment. They locked eyes, both expressing

shock.

"You're... Mr. Quimby?" Graham recognized him.

Daniel nodded, his expression frosty.

Graham looked uneasy. "Have you been looking out for Maisie?"

Daniel remained silent.

"Thank you for your help," Graham added. "The rent here is quite high. I can cover it if she can't pay you on time."

"Mr. Bayer," Daniel called out to him. "Do you live next door?"

"Yes."

"I purchased this house a few years ago on a whim. I had no idea we'd become neighbors," Daniel said with a flat

smile.

"Don't misunderstand. Ms. Maisie takes good care of my Sephy, so I wanted to find a way to thank her. Since she

happened to be moving, I offered her the house. But if you're staying here, it might be better for her to move in

with you so she won't have to pay me rent."

"Sure." Graham said cryptically, "Why don't you talk to her? I think your words mean more to her than mine."

Without looking back, he entered his house and closed the door loudly, leaving Daniel annoyed. He rang Maisie's

doorbell, and Nicole answered. He spotted Maisie sitting in the living room.

"Um..."

"What's up, Mr. Quimby?" Nicole asked.

Daniel came up with an excuse, "Sephy told me she left her hair tie here and asked me to pick it up for her."

Nicole was no fool and understood his real intention. She stepped outside and drew Daniel aside in the corridor.

"Mr. Quimby," she began hesitantly. "Could you please stop disturbing Maisie?"

Daniel frowned.

"I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have said that." Nicole continued, still intimidated. "But she had a fight with Mr. Bayer,

and you played a part in it."

"Did he misunderstand?" he asked.

"She told him everything," Nicole said. "You defended her and helped her move. Any man would misunderstand."

Surprisingly, Daniel found it rather amusing. Maisie was still so innocent that she shared everything with her fiance.

She didn't understand men at all.

"Besides, she doesn't want to move in with Mr. Bayer," Nicole added. "She doesn't want to do that before the

wedding. He's upset, thinking it's because of you."

He was taken aback. 'So, the couple hasn't been intimate yet,' he thought.

That wasn't what mattered to him, but he was relieved to hear Nicole's revelation. Maisie had always been his.

Feigning a cough, he asked, "Their fight was about these things?"

"I'm part of it too," Nicole admitted. "For the 4,000,000 dollars for Wesley..."

He suspected Nicole might be a masochist to endure such a relationship with a man like Wesley for so long. Even if

she mustered the courage to divorce him, getting rid of Wesley wouldn't be easy.

The 4,000,000 dollars represented their shared debt after marriage. She would have to shoulder the debt unless

she could prove they hadn't used the money for both of them. Naturally, Wesley wouldn't bear 2,000,000 dollars by

himself—he had shifted the entire burden to her.

Daniel said slowly, "So, he refuses to pay for you?"

Nicole felt ashamed, wishing she could disappear.

"The Bayers don't care about that insignificant amount of money." Daniel continued. "But Graham is shrewd. Why

would he pay before Maisie is committed to him? He's still cautious with his money."

"Mr. Quimby..."

"Neither do I have any obligation to take on your and Wesley's debt," Daniel stated coldly, his eyes reflecting an

abyss that seemed to swallow her last glimmer of hope.

"Who is Maisie to me?" he added, scoffing. "Didn't you want me to stay away from her so she could have peace?"

Nicole looked at him in astonishment and took a step back.

Daniel left without looking back. However, when he reached the ground floor, he glanced back at the lit top floor

and made a call to his subordinate.

"Fetch Fat Lawler for me."

His subordinate was bewildered. "What did you say, Mr. Quimby?"

"I want to see Fat Lawler," he repeated.

The call ended with the subordinate still in shock. If Daniel remembered correctly, the men who had attempted to

kidnap Maisie had claimed to be working for Fat Lawler...