Married a Secret Billionaire
Chapter 1863

Jodie's face turned pale in sheer terror.

Cindy was in tears, falling to her knees before Toph and clutching his trousers. "Please... Sir, I beg you! Don't drive my daughter out of the Newhouses... All of this was Delilah's idea. Jojo is innocent!"

"Get away!" Toph lifted his foot and flung Cindy far away. "You and your daughter are cut from the same cloth, thinking only of yourselves! Have you ever thought about the years of suffering Maisie endured, torn apart from her family?

"And you... You treat Harvey like this, too!" Toph trembled with rage. "I won't let you off! You're not even human!"

"Mr. Hamerton!"

Just as Toph was turning with Harvey, Jodie desperately blocked his path, also kneeling on the floor. She kept begging. The dull sound of her forehead hitting the floor sounded ironic.

"I beg you... Please don't reveal this! Otherwise, my whole life will be ruined!"

"When you were doing these despicable things, did you ever think about how Maisie's life was ruined by you?"

Jodie sobbed uncontrollably. However, Toph was only filled with righteous indignation and didn't notice the malice in her eyes. He didn't see her subtly glance at the nearby doctor. "Either you confess yourselves, or I'll go tell Mr. Newhouse!" Toph raised his voice.

"Mr. Hamerton, my father has a weak heart..." Jodie said. "If this matter is publicized and something happens to my father, can you bear that responsibility?"

"Are you threatening me?" Toph widened his eyes.

"I dare not." Jodie looked at him. "I'm just warning you. It's best you stay as an observer in someone else's family matters. Otherwise..."

She bit her lip before snarling, "Your life might be in danger!"

"Toph, watch out!" Harvey was the first to react.

It was just that when he shouted, he, too, was firmly restrained.

Toph snapped his head back, feeling a sharp pain in his neck before he could understand what was happening. Then, a cool liquid flowed through his veins...

He widened his eyes, wanting to say something, but couldn't produce a single sound. Before closing his eyes, he saw the blurry figure of Harvey struggling, someone covering Harvey's mouth and nose, and Jodie's evil smile.

The banquet was winding down, and guests left in groups of threes and twos.

Wilfred stood on the balcony, observing Maisie in the hall from a distance, lost in thought. Every expression of this girl resembled a certain someone too much. If not for the age difference, he would almost believe it was Anya standing before him.

He took a deep breath, regaining his senses, and downed the whiskey in his hand.

"Mr. Newhouse, you seem very focused." Suddenly, a loud voice sounded.

Wilfred was taken aback and turned to see Whitney, who was dressed elegantly, smiling as she stood behind him. He gave a slight bow and a nod.

After all, Whitney was the benchmark in this industry and a bit older than him. Showing respect was appropriate.

However, there was a hint of coldness in Whitney's gaze.

"What are you looking at?" She walked up to Wilfred. "Oh... looking at Ms. Squire? Well, I understand. Ms. Squire is in her prime, not only beautiful but also talented. It's only natural for an older man like you to be attracted to her."

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