Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

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Harvey smiled gratefully at Toph but didn't dare hope for more. Toph now had a significant other by his side, and

they were perfectly matched in status and admired by all. He was happy...

So, why drag him into this mess?

Seeing him happy was enough.

"Thank you," he finally said after a long pause.

Toph chuckled casually, still wondering why this usually headstrong guy was being so polite today.

"We're bros, no need for thanks! I'm still waiting for you to join my studio so we can create greatness together!"

As he finished speaking, the door to the studio creaked, and high heels could be heard clacking against the floor.

Harvey tightened his grip on the pen. His eyes were alert, like a wary rabbit in the jungle, as he looked in the

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direction of the door.

"Oh, it's you, Mr. Hamerton!" Delilah smiled as she walked in, respectfully addressing Toph. "Why not join us in the

living room? I'll have the chef prepare lunch. If you don't mind, please have lunch before you leave!"

Although Toph was usually carefree, his mind was sharp in crucial moments.

He glanced at Harvey, then at Delilah's fake smile, and calmly replied, "I should be heading back. I've left the drafts

with Harvey. He needs some quiet days to help me review them. I hope you won't let anyone disturb him, Mrs.

Newhouse.

"My cousin-in-law, Lena, is still training the female bodyguards in your house, right?" Toph smiled.

"During this time, I'll ask her to keep an eye too. If anyone unauthorized enters Harvey's room or studio, delaying

our work on this draft, I'll make sure that person faces the consequences!"

Delilah was taken aback.

Toph wasn't that old, but his words were firm. She had heard that he was the best-protected son of the Hamertons.

Unlike Zuko, who was calm and authoritative, he lacked experience and had a simple life...

Today, Delilah realized what "like father, like son" truly meant. None of the Hamerton sons was easy to deal with.

She smiled, casting a loving gaze toward Harvey.

"Don't worry, Mr. Hamerton. No one in the house dares to disturb Harvey. He doesn't socialize much and enjoys

writing and drawing in his room, and we all let him be."

"Is that so?" Toph sneered. "Mrs. Newhouse, you're Harvey's mother. You should show more concern for him. He's

been sick for so long, but you haven't investigated his illness?"

"His dad and I are usually busy..."

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"Even if you're busy, you can't neglect your child." Toph's gaze was sharp. "That's what my parents say!"

"Yes." Delilah forced a smile. "Mr. and Mrs. Hamerton are right. That's why they've educated you so well.

"Oh, right, Harvey." She turned to Harvey. "We're hosting a dinner at our place this weekend to celebrate your

father's collaboration with SL Publishing. Tidy yourself up and join us for the occasion!"

After Delilah left, Harvey watched her retreating figure with a bitter smile.

"Time for another show," he murmured. "Whenever it comes to this, our family has to put on a show of harmony in

front of outsiders... It's so disgusting!"

Toph had no words, only patting his shoulder with a sigh.

"It'll end," he said softly. "Harvey, trust me. After enduring so much pain, God will give you an answer."

"I'm afraid there's no time to wait for God," Harvey sneered, looking at Toph. "For how Jodie has treated me these

ten years, I'll make her pay back with interest!"