Her Biliionaire Husband

The incoming visitor was none other than Eleanor!
She was in a stunning red pleated dress with curly hair. She approached them in an imposing manner.
"Miguel Lynch!" She pointed at Miguel. "Let's see where you can escape to!"
The thought of him matching her with another man during lunch for business infuriated her. She wished she could tear him apart
at this instant.
Miguel turned his head only to see her furious look. Scared, he immediately hid behind Matthew. He pointed at Matthew and
explained, "This really has nothing to do with me. Matthew made me do it."
The innocent Miguel attempted to put the blame on Matthew.
The latter shook his head and shrugged. "I know nothing. It has nothing to do with me."
Whenever it came to betraying his close friends, he showed no mercy.
Eleanor glared at Matthew. She removed her sunglasses and hurled them onto the floor, snorting. "If this has anything to do with
you, Matthew Kings, I won't let you off either!"
As the leader of the hidden clan, she was actually 'sold' when she came to Bloomstead. She would never condone that.
She walked up to Matthew, and her gaze shifted to Miguel. "Are you coming or do I have to drag you out?"
She rested her hands on her hips, standing two meters away from Matthew. It seemed like she wouldn't back down until she sent
Miguel to the emergency room.
Miguel took a few steps back while telling Matthew off, "Matthew Kings, how could you do this to your friend! You told me to do it
yesterday."

Matthew stood straight, calmly adjusting his suit. "Miguel, stop making baseless accusations." He raised his eyebrows at Miguel
and flashed a smile as if he didn't mind the trouble.
"F*ck!" Miguel stomped his feet in the face of Matthew's brazen response. Unfortunately, he did not have any evidence.
Under the desire to survive through hell, he wore an innocent face. "My queen, I was wrong, it's all my fault."
He mustered every ounce of courage he had just to keep himself from running away. "I won't run away. I'll stand right here, so hit
me however you want. But..."
He paused before pleading pitifully, "Can you not hit my face?"
Eleanor beat up Miguel and the owner of Smokey Corporation. She was hot on Miguel's heels all the way to Matthew's company.
If they couldn't put an end to it here, she might chase him to the ends of the earth.
Her cheeks turned slightly red with anger. She rolled up her sleeves and marched forward to throw a punch at him.
Before her fist touched Miguel, Matthew grabbed it with his bare hand. "Stop!"
"Let go of me!" She frowned while staring at him. "If you don't let me go, I'll turn you into a punchbag too."
Eleanor had never really fought Matthew before. Although she didn't know her chance of winning against him, she deemed it
impossible to keep a lid on the intense fury that was boiling in her.
Miguel was no match for Eleanor. That was why he was being chased and beaten so miserably.
"Have you ever tried to listen to Miguel?" Matthew looked at her. "I think you're misunderstanding something."
Turning a blind eye to his friend's misery was a joke. How could he sit back and watch her beat up Miguel?
Amongst them all, Miguel was the weakest. He was simply no match for Eleanor. If she chased and beat him like this, with her
temperament, she wouldn't stop until he was taken to the hospital for emergency treatment.