Married to a Secret Billionaire (Stella Taylor) novel Chapter 104

Chapter 104 Can't Hide His Identity Anymore.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Stella shouted and immediately ran over to protect Liam.

"I didn't do anything!" The man looked disdainful. "Ask your husband how he used to serve me... Ha, whenever I flicked my cigarette ash, he would hold his hand up, his palm serving as my ashtray!"

"You..."

"Beauty, do you think you've married a good person?" The man looked her up and down, making Stella uncomfortable.

"Ha, he's the lowest kind of scum and even looked down upon in prison, but do you think he's precious?" The man sneered. "Liam, you're really lucky!"

"Enough!" Stella shouted, her momentum not inferior. "I don't care who you are. This is a public place. If you disrespect my husband again, I'll call security!"

"Liam." The man's eyes sharpened. "Are you still so pathetic? Always hiding behind a woman!"

"What... happened?" Aiden, who arrived later, was sweating profusely and looked confused at them.

He was most worried about Mia, so he stood beside her.

However, before he could get close, Mia deliberately moved away and kept her distance from him.

Aiden was stunned. The unfamiliar man just sneered and strode out.

Stella's face turned red with anger. She carefully checked if Liam had been burned by the cigarette.

Meanwhile, Mia seemed lost. Her gaze followed the man as he walked out. After a while, she bit her lip and ran crazily after him in the direction he left!

"Mia..." Aiden didn't stop her, but his heart felt like it had been severely hit, making it too painful to speak.

......

Mia chased to the entrance of the stadium.

She saw a dozen luxury cars slowly approaching, with dozens of black-clad men on both sides. Someone opened the door of the first car for the man.

Before getting in the car, the man turned around and glanced back.

Tears suddenly ran down Mia's eyes, and her voice trembled as she called out, "Jericho..."

The bodyguards all turned their heads, alert and vigilant.

Mia stumbled forward, but what she heard was Jericho Hart's cold words. "I don't know you. Don't bother me anymore."

What he said was like a thunderbolt out of a clear sky. "What did you say?"

He didn't repeat it, lowered his head, and got into the car.

The convoy slowly drove away, leaving Mia standing there in a daze. Tears blurred her vision, and her heart felt like it was being sliced by a knife. Just as the last car was about to disappear, she suddenly ran crazily after it and shouted desperately from behind, "Jericho, come back!"

"Jericho, are you even a man? You said you would take care of me and support me for a lifetime! Have you gone back on your word?"

"Jericho..."

Jericho sat upright in the car, his hands clenched into fists on his knees, his nails digging deep into his flesh.

Mia's hysterical cries drifted away with the wind but were engraved on his mind.

He gritted his teeth, determined to remain calm though his body was trembling.

"Mr. Hart, Mr. Yashmir and Mr. Vince want to talk to you tonight. They've arranged to meet in V8 private room."

"Okay, got it."

"I'll assign more people to guard outside. Even if the police raid, you can still leave through the back door."

Jericho nodded lightly.

"Mr. Hart... about Miss Thompson, are you really..."

"I don't know this woman. How many times do I have to say it?"

"Understood." His subordinate lowered his head, not daring to ask further.

"But what about Liam? Should we investigate him?"

Jericho frowned.