My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet walked past the crowd of guests in fancy clothes and strutted toward Fiona with an indifferent look on her face.
Janet’s beautiful eyes turned cold, revealing all the disappointment and anger accumulated in her heart over the years.
Every time Fiona looked at Janet, she wanted to pluck Janet’s beautiful eyes out of their sockets.
"Have you ever shown kindness and warmth to me? You have humiliated and tormented me all my life, and now you call me
ungrateful? That’s absurd!"
Janet said calmly as if impervious to Fiona’s ruthless comments.
Fiona was an extraordinary actress.
Tears welled up in her eyes.
"We adopted you and raised you with great efforts, but you’ve always milked us for money.How does that make you a good
daughter?" Fiona said, waving her hands dramatically.
Her dramatic performance in the Larson Group a few days ago had already attracted everyone’s attention.
Moreover, Janet hadn’t explained herself to anyone.
Many people regarded her as an ungrateful daughter, and some even took videos on their phones.
However, Janet didn’t care about what people thought of her.
"You abandoned me after Jocelyn was born.You sent me to the countryside to live with Hannah.You never cared about
me.Hannah was the one who took care of me.She is all I have.I came to you because she was ill, and you promised to give me
the money in exchange for a favor.I kept my end of the bargain, but you’ve been cheating me.Why are you creating a scene in
front of everyone?"
Fiona wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and sniffed loudly.
"What nonsense! You’re just blabbering." Janet laughed, shaking her head.
"Your neighbors don’t know me, and my neighbors in the countryside haven’t seen you.I don’t even have a picture with you.You
better think twice before lying.Do you have any evidence to prove that you raised me? Look, I don’t want to talk about the

past.I’m grateful to you for giving me a shelter even though you all have loathed me."
If Fiona hadn’t slandered Janet in front of everyone, she wouldn’t have uttered a word about the past.
Janet didn’t have a home that she could call hers.
It was just another place she didn’t belong, where she was abandoned by her "family" again.
Fiona looked around helplessly.
Janet took out her passbook that had a record of the money Bernie and Fiona had sent Hannah over the past twenty years.
She sneered at Fiona and threw it on her face.
"You were bragging about raising me and accused me of milking you all for money.But this proves how much you’ve really spent
on me.You two have been giving only 200 dollars a month for the past twenty years – – not a penny more.
Is that what you call ‘raising me with every penny you have? You always take Jocelyn to fancy restaurants.One dinner of yours
are at least twice or thrice my monthly expenses.Can’t you see the irony here?"
The crowd burst into an uproar.
Most of the women attending the parties offered generous tips.
They didn’t think 200 dollars was a good tip, let alone be a good monthly allowance.
"You are lying! We gave you more than that."
Fiona was rendered speechless.She hugged her handbag to avoid the surprised gazes of the people staring at her.
"We have always been generous with you!" Janet rolled her eyes.
Fiona’s response didn’t surprise her.She still couldn’t figure out why Fiona hated her so much.
The woman despised her with a vengeance.
When she still stayed with them in their house, Fiona would scold Janet for even the smallest things.
"I didn’t ask you to adopt me, did I?"

Janet sounded calm and composed.
"Since you adopted me, you are obligated to raise me.Considering your wealth and income, the money you’ve given me every
month does not even cover the standard child custody.I can’t even meet my monthly expenses.I owe what I am today only to
Hannah.She struggled to raise me, with her own savings.You’ve done nothing I should be grateful of."