Married a Secret Billionaire

Chapter 1769

"She wants to tell the world..." Even Rachael found it ridiculous. "Wouldn't the Quimbys be humiliated?"

Lily sighed. She had stayed with the Quimbys before. Although they were only a nominal couple, she knew the

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Back then, criticisms from the board of directors were abundant when Daniel kept Maisie by his side.

Now that Maisie was revealing their past to the world, those individuals would seize the opportunity to make things

difficult for him.

Perhaps she didn't realize how terrible things could turn out.

However, with the potential butterfly effect, a storm might be stirred when it reached Daniel.

"I'll talk to her," Lily said.

"What about the PR promo."

"It'll proceed as usual," Lily insisted, realizing she couldn't back off now. "She has signed the contract. How can we

go back on our promise with the distributor? But keep an eye on her at events. Advise her on what to say and what

not to say beforehand, got it?"

"Okay!"

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Soon, Maisie became a popular new writer.

Her life became a whirlwind of continuous book signings, seminars, and fan meetings. She was busy, lacking the

time to immerse herself in sad memories.

Royalties and remuneration grew significantly. With sufficient financial stability, she moved out of the hotel and

purchased a two-story loft in the city center.

Although it was small, it faced a great direction with amazing light. She decorated it with elegance, capturing the

aesthetic of an author.

The moment Maisie signed the house deed, she fell in a daze, recalling how much she had wanted to build a home

with Daniel. She had forgotten that a woman should be independent. -

Maisie read a book in front of the window while the coffee was boiling, its fragrance lingering in the house. Time

passed by in peace. Everything was amazing.

She checked her phone. Daniel had texted her again.

He texted her every day now, just a simple greeting. Perhaps he didn't know what to say to her, but he insisted on

texting her.

Maisie had never responded, worried that doing so would lead her back to him and down the sad path again.

Despite not responding, she couldn't bring herself to delete his messages. She read them repeatedly as if engraving

each word in her head.

Taking a deep breath, she shook her head to wake herself up and then turned off her phone—out of sight, out of

mind.

Soon, there was a knock on her door. She opened it hesitantly to find Lily standing there with a happy smile.

"Lily?"

"Jeez! Why did you do this to me? Why did you turn off your phone? I couldn't call you. I only found your new house

address after asking a couple of people!"

Maisie quickly let her into the house.

Lily couldn't help but smile as she looked around. "It's clean and elegant. It's very you!"

Maisie was stunned before replying with a smile, "How can you tell a person's character by looking at their house?"