Taibai And A Qin

Ethan Smith walked down the empty street, cigarette in mouth, shaking his head and forcing a bitter smile. Who could have imagined that after three years of marriage, all that remained was betrayal?
He vowed to make that woman regret what she had done and promised to make everyone who had been good to him live a good life.
Yes, it was Emily Taylor, the woman who had helped him out of the abyss of despair when he hit the lowest point in his lifetime.
"Emily, it's time for me to take care of you."

Mrs. and Mr. Smith

Ethan Smith didn't care about the dance party, he just wanted to see Emily Taylor.


A Bentley from Capital City pulled up at the door.


Emily Taylor rolled down the window and waved at Ethan Smith.


Ethan Smith climbed into the car and sat next to Emily Taylor.


Maybe it was the balmy weather, but a blush spread across Emily Taylor's cheeks, making her even more captivating under the moonlight.


Ethan Smith stared at Emily Taylor, utterly spellbound.


"Have you had enough?" Emily Taylor playfully smacked Ethan Smith's head.


Ethan Smith finally snapped out of it, wiping his nose awkwardly.


"I have some good news for you," Emily Taylor said.


Emily Taylor chuckled, "Recently, the Hill family's products market share in Chuzzle has been steadily declining. In just a few days, it has fallen by nearly ten percent."


Chapter 62 Who are you calling a cheap person?