Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

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"Oh, really?"

Daniel found himself increasingly intrigued by Harvey, especially after conversing with Toph.

In his normal state, Daniel perceived Harvey as an ordinary man. However, when triggered, he transformed into

the chaotic force that Lily had vividly described—a person capable of turning the entire office upside down.

Yet, the mystery lingered. Why did Harvey get triggered in the first place?

Concerns arose about Harvey's well-being. Was anyone at home aware of his illness? And what about his sister?

Toph had mentioned that she would arrive promptly with doctors whenever Harvey experienced an outburst. Daniel

pondered, pursing his lips involuntarily.

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"Uncle?" Toph's repeated calls snapped him back to reality. "Is there anything else you'd like to talk about?"

"No," he replied. "Say hi to your parents for me. Also... I hope to see you in Cumulus City soon."

Amused, Toph replied, "Haha, are you referring to the book? I'm afraid I'm not as skilled as Harvey!"

"You're pretty good." Daniel chuckled. "When there's a will, there is a way. I have a feeling that we will meet in

Cumulus City!"

At the Newhouse residence.

Although the room was bathed in sunlight, it felt chilly and inhospitable. Like white paint on a canvas, the sunlight

failed to bring warmth.

Harvey sat nonchalantly, leaning on the wall, one leg crossed over the other. His smirk carried a hint of casual

mockery. His attention shifted at the sound of the door opening, but he didn't bother to look.

Jodie approached, her heels echoing in the vast, cold room.

She spoke with sisterly concern, squatting in front of him. "Harvey, it's time for your medicine."

He glanced at her, scoffed, and abruptly raised his hand, spilling the medicine.

Unfazed, Jodie stood up with a mocking smirk.

"Don't bother, Harvey," she said softly. "I'm handling the Newhouse Group now. Dad is retiring soon. To them, you're

just... a sick man!"

He looked up and glared at her. "You know very well whether I'm sick or not."

She smiled. "We'll see about that."

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Suddenly, he stood up, nearly toppling a cabinet in a dramatic fashion. His eyes were fierce, veins bulging as he

clenched his fists.

Prepared doctors lurked like hyenas, ready to restrain him.

A cryptic look filled Jodie's eyes. "I'm doing this for your own good, Harvey. What's the advantage of going against

your sister? We're family!"

She bent down, smiling as if playing with a pet. "As long as you cooperate with me, we'll live a happy life like before.

I guarantee your illness will improve."

"Get out!" Harvey bellowed, teeth clenched. "Who the hell wants to be your family? You psycho, you lunatic, you..."

He struggled to find more words.

Calling her a psycho was the worst insult he could muster.

Envy gripped him, wishing he could freely curse like thugs facing enemies. Alas, he was never taught to curse from

a young age.