Married a Secret Billionaire

Chapter 1777

"Justice?" Daniel's gaze sharpened, resembling that of a hawk, as he glared at her. "Your so-called justice doesn't

involve confronting your adoptive parents or your younger siblings. Instead, it targets Maisie!

"The object of your revenge isn't someone stronger than you—it's aimed at the weak!" This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

While Daniel had a policy of not harming women, he was pushed beyond his limits this time.

He understood that what Camila mentioned was merely a trigger. Over the years, the Quimbys owed her for not

showing adequate care and love. As the leader of the group, he couldn't attend to such trivial matters.

However, Camila attributed all these grievances to Maisie. She didn't dare retaliate against Chace and Nadine due

to her last shred of hope for family. Going against her younger siblings risked her adoptive parents' wrath. She

could only look up to Daniel and dare not do anything else.

But when she witnessed someone as vulnerable as Maisie being cherished by Daniel, all the resentment

accumulated over the years erupted like a volcano. Her jealousy, akin to scorching magma, burned away her

reason.

"Why?" Camila fearlessly met Daniel's gaze. "Why can she live so well and not me? Her family is even more

unfortunate! She has a mother and brother who leech on her, a worthless brother-in-law, and a weak sister. They

all rely on her alone! Even with all that, why does she get to live better than me? Why?!"

"You're utterly unreasonable!"

Daniel stood up, his iron grip tightening around Camila's neck. His veins bulged, eyes filled with intense hatred to

tear her apart!

Yet, he couldn't bring himself to kill her.

Camila chuckled. "Kill... me!"

She stuttered, "If you dare... just kill me!"

"You think I dare not?"

"You... wouldn't!" Camila struggled to breathe—her hands desperately clutched Daniel's wrist, and her eyes almost

popped out.

"Daniel, you wouldn't... If you kill someone, you'll pay the price... Heh! If you end up in prison, Maisie will... suffer

outside! Could you let that happen? Hahaha..."

Daniel tightened his grip but couldn't follow through. He felt like he had walked into a dead end, trapped between

advancing and retreating.

Suddenly, the door flung open.

Startled, Daniel turned and saw Maisie standing at the doorway. She was trembling all over, almost unable to stand,

and her face was extremely pale. Despite that, her eyes radiated unparalleled strength.

Daniel abruptly let go and then looked at the bodyguards. Some tried to stop Maisie, but she swiftly drew a gun

from one of the guards and pressed it against Camila's head!

"Maisie!" Daniel was shocked.

Maisie's hand trembled, tears streaming down her face.

"Maisie, don't..."

Daniel rushed to her and held her tightly, meeting her ice-cold hands as he fumbled.

"I want... to kill her." Maisie's voice trembled.

"I know..."

Maisie was hysterical, struggling like a mad woman. "I want to kill her myself—"

"Maisie!" Daniel firmly held her hand, preventing her from pulling the trigger.

The room was filled with Maisie's screams and cries.

Daniel felt like he was back in those days when Maisie was hurt physically and mentally, barely herself.

His heart felt like it was breaking.

"Maisie, calm down..." Daniel kissed her hair, trying to soothe her. He softly spoke in her ear. "Your hands are clean.

It's not worth it for someone like her!"

Maisie's grip loosened, and the gun fell to the floor. She seemed drained of all strength, collapsing in Daniel's arms

and sobbing inconsolably.