Billion-Dollar Surprise Free Preview

"Angel! Put on your wedding dress! Get into the wedding car now!"

"Mr. Gentry, can you transfer that ten million betrothal gift now? Don't worry. My daughter has never been in a relationship with any man. She's pure..."

Angela Quinn looked at her father in astonishment. "Dad, Davian Gentry is old enough to be my grandfather! He tended toward domestic violence and made his wife die! Are you sending me to die?"

Taylor Foster said impatiently, "You know nothing! Mr. Gentry is a bank tycoon. If you marry him, he'll give us ten million to save Quinn Corporation! You're lucky to marry him!"

Angela backed away in a panic, and tears welled in her eyes.

It turned out that because of that ten million, her father wanted to sell her.

Seeing that the wedding car was about to start, Angela opened the door in despair and ran out.

Not far away, a low-profile car sped past. Angela was running in the middle of the road. The car almost bumped into her and stopped sharply.

In the back seat, a handsome man looked sullen. "What's going on?"

Maxwell Xander was gloomy and cold, and his eyes were full of intense heat.

"A woman rushed over," Maxwell's assistant answered nervously.

"Angela! Stop!"

Seeing Taylor and bodyguards chasing her, Angela gritted her teeth and opened the car door.

"Sorry. Let me hide for a while."

Her attention was on Taylor, so she did not notice how dangerous Maxwell was beside her.

Until Maxwell wrapped around her waist, Angela was startled. She turned around and met a pair of mysterious eyes. Then, she heard Maxwell's hoarse voice. "Drive."

She was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but Maxwell pinned her down.

Angela looked at his handsome features. The scorching temperature on his body kept coming, and his expression was strange.

She blurted out, "You got drugged."

After saying that, she habitually took his pulse. This man has a lot of toxins in his body.

Maxwell was already uncomfortable, and Angela touched him, which instantly made him more excited. With a low growl, he could not restrain himself anymore and bent down.

"Miss, detoxify me. I'll repay you later."

Before Angela understood the meaning of Maxwell's words, Maxwell suddenly took off her clothes.

She panicked. She had just escaped from danger and encountered another danger!

The car stopped in a secluded location. Until the sky was completely dark, the matter was over.

Angela felt desperate. The pain in her body showed what happened just now. She escaped the bad luck of marrying an old man but lost her virginity to an unknown man.

Tears slid from her eyes. Even though she knew Maxwell was not sober, she still felt dirty.

Maxwell had already passed out, and Angela pushed him away angrily.

She frowned when she heard his muffled hum. At this moment, the breath of lust dissipated a little, and she smelled a strong smell of blood.

She grabbed Maxwell's arm, only to find his arm had a wound and was bleeding profusely.

Her expression changed. She had studied medicine for four years, so she knew that if Maxwell did not treat the wound, there would be a risk of infection, but thinking of being slept by Maxwell just now, she pushed him away again.

She got into his car to ask for help, then detoxified him. She owed nothing to him. Soon, she got out of the car. The only thing she could do was call an ambulance for him.

Suddenly, there was a chill on her forehead. Angela froze, then looked at the man in the suit with a pistol in fear.

Maxwell's assistant pressed the pistol against her forehead and buckled her arm backward to make her unable to move. Her face turned pale instantly.

"Don't call the police!"

"I didn't! He was injured! He has to go to the hospital immediately!"

Maxwell's assistant frowned. He didn’t know Maxwell was also injured.

"We can't go to the hospital!"

After half an hour, Quinn Medical Center.

The Quinn family was a medical family. Angela's grandpa, Byron Quinn, was a medical professor, and her mother, Skyla Quinn, was a pharmacy professor.

Angela had learned herb modulation from Skyla since she was a child and learned medical skills from Byron. She also studied medicine in college.

After Skyla passed away, Angela inherited her business and took over Quinn Medical Center, but Byron's company, Quinn Corporation, was now in power by Taylor.

Angela helped Maxwell to the hospital bed. Angela carefully cleaned his wound, applied medicine, and bandaged it.

Although she looked calm, she could not help but tremble when she thought of the pistol. She felt so scared that she spilled the medicine.

Maxwell suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Angela coldly.

Maxwell was about to grab Angela, only to realize that his arm could not exert strength. His eyes became colder.

Angela pouted in disdain when she saw his reaction. "What an ungrateful man! I've treated your wound and put anesthesia on it. Don't move."

If she had not been afraid the man next to Maxwell would shoot her dead, she would not have brought the trouble back.

Hearing that, Maxwell narrowed his eyes and finally looked straight at Angela. "You saved me?"

Angela was lowering her head and carefully bandaging the wound. Upon hearing that, she raised her eyes and looked at Maxwell's pale face.

It was undeniable that Maxwell's appearance was perfect, and he was handsome.

Angela consoled herself. Forget it. At least he's handsome. I didn't suffer losses.

Looking at the hickeys on Angela's neck, Maxwell was sure he had slept with Angela.

Tonight, his grandma drugged him to sleep with the daughter of the Lewis family. He noticed it and left. But he got attacked soon, and Angela entered his car.

He looked at her wrinkled wedding dress, recalled the scene of her escaping from marriage, and fell into thoughts.

Sensing Maxwell's gaze, Angela subconsciously covered her chest. Her wedding dress was a tube top design. She felt Maxwell was too impolite to stare at her.

Seeing her angry expression, Maxwell could not help but smile.

Suddenly, the phone rang abruptly. Angela frowned. Seeing that it was Taylor's call, she was about to hang up immediately.

However, she accidentally connected it.

"Angela! How dare you run away! Come back now!"

Cough!

Taylor suddenly heard Maxwell's cough from Angela's side.

Taylor was furious. "Where are you?"

Angela originally wanted to ignore Taylor.

Hearing Taylor's arrogant tone, she retorted, "That's not your business! Anyway, I won't marry Davian Gentry! I'm already married. If you want me to marry him, it's against the bigamy law! You care about reputation the most. You'll be embarrassed then! Go break that engagement!"

After speaking, Angela cut off the call.

She could not think of any way to stop Taylor, but after ending the call, she regretted it. Where could she find a man to marry her immediately to fool Taylor?

Suddenly, someone hugged her waist. Angela crashed into a strange embrace.

Angela struggled subconsciously. But although Maxwell was weak, he had strength.

"Marry me."

Angela looked at Maxwell in astonishment. He said it for granted and even had the aloofness of a superior.

"What did you say?"

"You saved me. I'll take the responsibility to marry you."

...

Civil Affairs Bureau.

Holding the marriage certificate, Angela was still in a daze.

She married a strange man she had known for less than a day. And she only found out his name was Maxwell Xander when he signed the certificate.

Maxwell was tall and straight. His height was almost 6.2 feet, and his handsome face could attract girls' attention no matter where he went.

Angela could not deny that she had a bit of a crush on him. Coupled with being forced by Taylor, she was impulsive.

Maxwell took a photo of the marriage certificate with his mobile phone and sent it to his grandma.

He had no intention of getting married at first, and he was disgusted that his grandma kept arranging blind dates for him, but he accidentally slept with Angela last night.

His grandma taught him that a man must have a sense of responsibility.

Angela saved him last night, and he knew that it was her first time sleeping with a man. So he would be responsible for her and could stop his grandma from introducing girls to him.

"By the way, where is your home? What is your job? In case my dad asks me about it."

The purpose of Angela marrying Maxwell was only to deal with Taylor. Although she slept with Maxwell last night, she knew nothing about him and would not develop feelings for him.

"My home is out of town." Maxwell raised his eyebrows meaningfully. "Currently unemployed."

The Xander family was in Ofriuqua, but now his elder brother was in charge of the Xander Corporation. He would not be going back for the time being.

"No job? What about your income source? Are you still relying on your parents?" Angela looked at Maxwell suspiciously.

Could it be that he's a toy boy?

"Do you dislike me for being poor?" Maxwell narrowed his eyes with interest.

Ever since he was sent abroad at eighteen, his father cut off his source of income and left him to fend for himself. However, at that time, he had already started his own business. His property had already exceeded tens of billions.

Angela bit her lips. Of course, she would not dislike Maxwell being poor. She only worried that he would be lazy.

"It doesn't matter if you're poor. I never want to find a rich husband. After all, a man will become bad after he has money."

Back then, Taylor married into the Quinn family with nothing. Later, as he gradually took power in Quinn Corporation, he became arrogant and even dared to cheat on Skyla.

So, Angela hoped her husband was not rich and powerful, as long as he had a good character and ordinary life was enough for her.

"If you don't have a job, you can work in my medical center."

Upon hearing that, Maxwell finally changed his calm and cold expression. He smiled casually. As a billionaire, it was the first time he was assigned a job.

"Okay, how much will you pay?" Maxwell raised his eyebrows.

Angela was stunned. "The basic salary is three thousand dollars."

That was the amount she paid for the temporary worker before. She did not earn much money. She treated the nearby residents and sometimes did not charge consultation fees.

Maxwell frowned. Three thousand dollars was only enough for his one meal.

Seeing Maxwell's dissatisfied expression, Angela was a little annoyed. "Do you think it's too little?"

Maxwell would not think that, but he usually earned hundreds of millions.

He smiled jokingly and answered lazily, "I'm fine with it, but I have no place to live now. I have to move to your house."

"Then I'll deduct the rent from your salary. I'll only pay you two thousand!"

"Ms. Quinn, we're married. It's natural for us to live together. Don't count it so clearly."

Maxwell pinched her chin. The danger in his eyes made Angela shudder.

Maxwell's handsome face approached Angela.

Angela bit her lips. What he said made sense, but she had not gotten used to it for a while.

She was married, and Maxwell was her husband.

"I don't need a salary, but I don't plan on a cooperative marriage. I'll work for you for free, but I want you."

Maxwell's voice was hoarse and somewhat magnetic. Angela felt her heart flutter.

He could see that she only wanted cooperative marriage.

"I..."

"I'm notifying you. You have no right to refuse."

Angela only realized that Maxwell was overbearing, but she could accept it.

They went back to the medical center. As soon as they got to the door, there were waves of smashing sounds and Taylor's roar.

"Smash this place! Burn all the herbs!"

Angela's expression changed drastically. She wanted to run in, but Maxwell stopped her.

"Wait here." Before Angela could react, Maxwell had already strode inside.

In Angela's view, Maxwell was a vulnerable toy boy because of his injuries.

However, five minutes later, Angela completely overturned the perception when she looked at the several gangsters who fell to the ground and could not fight back against Maxwell.

Taylor was arrogant at first, but now seeing the situation, he was angrier. "A bunch of trash!"

He glared at Maxwell, picked up a chair, and threw it at Maxwell's head.

Angela came to her senses and rushed over immediately. But Maxwell was ready. He blocked the chair and grabbed Angela's wrist.

As the sneak attack failed, Taylor glared at Maxwell but was shocked by Maxwell's cold gaze.

"Who are you? I came to take my daughter home!" Taylor yelled while pointing at Maxwell.

Maxwell narrowed his eyes coldly. His dangerous aura was so intimidating that even Angela was a little scared.

Meanwhile, she saw the wound on Maxwell's arm bleed and quickly grabbed his hand. "Honey, stop fighting."

The blood on Maxwell's hands shocked her. Angela turned pale, grabbed Maxwell, and stood in front of him.

Maxwell stared at her thoughtfully.

"Dad, he's my husband. We're married!" Angela took out her marriage certificate and threw it on Taylor's face.

If Taylor still dared to force her, she would sue him!

Taylor picked up the marriage certificate angrily. He thought Angela was fooling him on the phone, but he did not expect she would dare to get married today!

He was furious. Seeing that ten million was about gone, he wanted to hit Maxwell and Angela!

"Get up! Beat this toy boy up!" Taylor yelled at those gangsters, but they did not have the guts to fight Maxwell. Although Taylor paid them, they did not want to die!

Seeing that no one dared to hit Maxwell, Taylor had nowhere to vent his anger, so he could only point at Angela and threaten, "If you still want to go home, go get a divorce right now!"

Angela was calm. Seeing Taylor's ugly appearance for money, she became more disappointed.

Apart from her seriously ill grandpa, her father was her only relative. Without Taylor, she would be alone.

Angela hated Taylor, but she always had hope in him.

While Skyla was still around, they lived happily, but since Skyla passed away a year ago, Taylor had brought in his lover and illegitimate daughter.

Everything had changed.

Seeing Angela's hesitation, Maxwell looked cold and said, "You can still regret it."

Angela looked at him in surprise, but her expression became decisive. "I won't."

She looked at Taylor, "Dad, I won't go home if you don't accept my husband."

"You rebellious girl! Just wait and see!"

Taylor had no other choice. He took the gangsters away unwillingly. He believed Angela could never get out of his control.

The surroundings quieted down. Angela seemed to have exhausted all her strength. Her eyes were red, and she was about to fall to the ground.

Maxwell held Angela firmly, and the blood on his arm stained her clothes. She returned to her senses, asked Maxwell to sit down, and treated his wound.

"It seems that you're very reluctant to marry me." Maxwell reached out his uninjured hand and lifted her chin.

Angela's eyes were reddish, and she wanted to dodge him, but Maxwell was so strong that she could not resist him.

"I said it. I won't regret it."

Maxwell pondered. Angela had affection for Taylor, but Taylor only used her, just like his father. His father used him since he was a child and even poisoned him to control him.

A hint of hatred flashed in his eyes, and gradually, Maxwell looked gentle.

"You don't need to go home. I'll be your family." Although his voice was cold, it sounded nice.

Angela did not know how sincere he was, but Maxwell shocked her too much. Even though he was injured, he still stood up for her.

"Of course. Since we're married, we're a family," Angela said unnaturally.

She had never said sweet words, and she could not help but blush. She did not know that her reaction made Maxwell excited.

He held her face and smiled lazily. "Hey, call me honey again."

Angela blushed again. It was to refute Taylor that she deliberately called Maxwell honey. Now there were only the two of them. She would not call him intimately again!

She glared at Maxwell and refused, "Never!"

Maxwell did not continue teasing Angela. After she helped him apply for the medicine, his expression became ugly. Angela soon found it out. She did not use stimulating medicine, but Maxwell's face was sweaty.

Although he tried to restrain himself, she could still tell he must be in pain.

"I already added some painkillers. Does it still hurt?" Angela asked in confusion.

Maxwell frowned, and his gaze suddenly became sharp and frightening.

Angela choked. Why is his emotion so unpredictable? Did I say something wrong?

"No," Maxwell said coldly.

"If it hurts, I'll prescribe you a painkiller." Angela did not believe his words.

As soon as she turned around, Maxwell grabbed her wrist. "It's useless. I grew up feeling more pain than anyone else."

Angela was stunned and took Maxwell's pulse.

When she checked on Maxwell yesterday, she found he got poisoned. It was just that she did not diagnose the specific toxicity. After seeing his symptoms, she could judge the poison type.

"That poisoner is too cruel," Angela muttered.

His pain got magnified, and even a slight trauma was enough to make the pain unbearable.

Moreover, now that the wound was deep. Even though Maxwell did not say a word, Angela felt distressed for no reason. The person who poisoned Maxwell wanted to torture him to death.

Could he have offended someone?

Recalling that when Maxwell was fighting just now, his moves were fierce. It seemed that he was poisoned and persecuted by his enemies. Angela immediately imagined a gangster story.

"Did you work in the underworld before?" Angela gulped and asked uneasily.

If so, it would make sense that Maxwell got poisoned. After all, those who were in the underworld must have many enemies.

Maxwell's silence was the default in Angela's eyes.

"You don't have to hide it. You can correct yourself. I won't let you go astray again."

Maxwell smiled teasingly. "I'm a bad guy. Are you not afraid of me?"

Angela looked at him calmly. "My dad is worse than you."

Waterfront Villa.

Even if Taylor returned, his complexion never looked good.

Regina Wood went downstairs in a lace nightdress. Although she was nearly forty, she was well-maintained and looked pretty.

Ten years ago, she was still a famous female star in the entertainment industry. She had constant drama appointments, won multiple awards, and looked like a goddess with her sexy and gorgeous image. However, a scandal of seducing a married man ruined her reputation. She completely disappeared from the entertainment industry for the next ten years.

Most people had no impression of Regina. But recently, as Taylor frequently took her out of high society, she had re-entered the public's attention.

"Tallie, was Angel quarreling with you? She was too ignorant. How could she run away from the wedding in public?"

Angela's marriage to Davian would fill in the recent capital vacancy at Quinn Corporation and be related to Davian. Quinn Corporation's position in Bruostan might be more stable.

"She'd been messing around!" Taylor slapped the table angrily. "She's married to a toy boy and doesn't want to come home!"

Although Regina looked disappointed for a while, she was full of joy in her heart.

"The children will always be disobedient when they grow up. Perhaps Angel also has her ideas. It's a pity we can't develop Quinn Corporation's next project. We haven't received the funds yet..." Regina sighed.

She was the best at sowing discord. After hearing that, Taylor hated Angela even more.

"But don't worry, I've comforted Mr. Gentry. He promised to come here tomorrow. As long as Angel comes back..." Regina whispered, "Mr. Gentry said that as long as Angel sleeps with him once, he can forget about the past and give us five million."

Davian did not plan to marry Angela before. He already had many mistresses. It did not matter whether he married or not.

Taylor's expression softened a little. "Are you serious?"

"Of course." Regina smiled alluringly. "But you have to get Angel back tomorrow night."

Taylor narrowed his eyes viciously. Recalling Angela's rebuttal, he sneered and told the servant, "Call Angela. Tell her to come back tomorrow night and pack her things. Don't get in the way!"

Meanwhile, Angela and Maxwell had returned to the residence near the medical center. Skyla bought that residence for Angela as a wedding house before she died. The decoration was warm and unique.

She rarely came here, so it was dusty everywhere. As soon as she entered the door, Maxwell sat on the sofa.

Angela was going to ask Maxwell to clean the house together. Looking at him, she found he lazily leaned on the sofa and exuded a deadly charm.

He always had an innate noble temperament. If Angela did not know that he was unemployed, she would have thought he was the CEO of a multinational company.

"Forget it. You're injured. I won't ask you to clean it."

Angela felt that Maxwell was pleasing to her eyes and did not want to spoil the scene until the servant of the Quinn family called her.

Hearing that she needed to go back and tidy her things, she felt angry.

It seemed that she was useless now, and Taylor wished there was no trace of her in the house, but Taylor seemed to have forgotten. The Waterfront Villa was given to Skyla by Byron back then!

After Skyla died, the ownership of the house reverted to Byron.

Angela clenched her phone tightly, and her eyes filled with chills. "Tell Taylor. The villa belongs to my mother. He needs to move out with Regina, not me!"

Angela had always been mild-tempered, but recently she was angered by Taylor many times, and her temper exploded.

Byron had told her that Taylor had nothing back then, but Skyla fought against the entire Quinn family before marrying Taylor and letting him own the Quinn family's property.

So, Angela did not take the surname Foster, but Quinn. Taylor was not only ungrateful, but even after Skyla passed away, he brought Regina into the house openly.

Angela was about to cry. She had always believed in her father to treat her well as always. This hope was about to disappear in her heart.

Hearing Angela's words from the servant, Taylor was pissed off again. "Ridiculous! Here is my territory! Throw her things now!"

Regina smiled contentedly. After the servant threw out Angela's things, Regina called the butler.

"Notify Angela to pick up all her trash tomorrow afternoon."

Regina chose good timing. Angela rushed over immediately after receiving the call.

She had lived in Waterfront Villa for many years. She had many personal items there. She did not expect that Taylor wanted to chase her away and threw things out.

Angela closed the medical center and hurriedly took a taxi. Suddenly, Maxwell's phone call came.

"I'm hungry." Angela was stunned by his words.

She remembered that she brought a box of instant noodles yesterday.

"I want a meal." As if knowing what Angela was going to say, Maxwell spoke first.

Angela was speechless. She could not go back now.

Moreover, Angela did not know how to cook. She was only good at herb modulation.

"My dad threw all my things out. I have to go home. Go out to eat by yourself. If you don't have money, I'll transfer it to you."

After speaking, Angela hung up the call and transferred Maxwell a hundred dollars.

Maxwell's expression darkened. To be honest, he never ate hundred-dollar food.

Hearing Angela was going home, Maxwell frowned and called his assistant, Zach Harmon.

"Come pick me up at Bayview Residence." Before he hung up the phone, he added, "Drive the cheapest car."

Zach was dumbfounded.

Although Bruostan was not Maxwell's territory, his industries were everywhere. There was naturally his garage at Bruostan. But even if Maxwell wanted the cheapest car, it was a million-dollar Porsche.

Waterfront Villa.

When Angela hurried back, it was already evening. The bodyguard guarding the gate told her that her things were in a small warehouse in the backyard.

Angela hurried over there. She had lived here for twenty years, and the servants used to treat her respectfully and politely, but even if they passed by her tonight, no servants greeted her.

She seemed to be an intruder in the house.

Only Gloria Hancock, the maid who cared for her from childhood, still cared about her.

"Ms. Quinn, I'm sorry. I tried to persuade Mr. Foster, but he still..."

"Aunty Gloria, I know it all. Don't blame yourself. Now you're the only one here willing to talk to me." Angela smiled wryly.

Since Skyla passed away a year ago and Taylor brought Regina home, most servants stood at Taylor's side.

Angela might soon get replaced by Regina's illegitimate daughter, who was studying abroad.

"I'll go with you to clean up." Gloria followed along.

At the gate, Davian's coupe had arrived.

Regina tidied her shawl. She looked sexy in a silk suspender skirt. Davian's eyes lit up when he saw her.

Regina smiled shyly, buttoned her shawl, and said softly, "Mr. Gentry, Angel is in the backyard."

Although Davian was lustful, he knew he could not touch Regina. Not to mention he would sleep with a beautiful woman later. He quickly looked away from Regina.

"You can't fool me this time. I've been longing for that woman. Since she dared to run away, I won't let her go tonight..." Davian smiled lewdly.

Meanwhile, a servant came quietly. "Mrs. Foster, Aunty Gloria is with Ms. Quinn..."

"Take her away," Regina said coldly.

Although Davian endured it, he kept looking at Regina, who walked elegantly along the way.

She knew too well how to show off her beauty, or she would not seduce Taylor successfully.

Davian moved closer. "Mrs. Foster, if I don't get that woman tonight, you can replace her..."

Davian reached out, and Regina ducked away immediately. Taylor was still at home. Although she likes to seduce men, she should restrain herself.

She smiled brightly. "Mr. Gentry, I assure you. Angel is beautiful. I drugged her in advance. You won't be disappointed."

Dilapidated warehouse.

Gloria went to cook, and Angela was the only one left. When she stepped in, a strange smell made her freeze in vigilance.

A coldness flashed across her eyes. The warehouse got deserted for many years, and even the lights broke.

Angela could only pick up her things with the flashlight of her phone.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of unfamiliar footsteps. Usually, no one came here, but now she was sensitively aware that someone was walking toward the warehouse.

The next moment, a fat old figure walked in. Angela raised her hand, and the flashlight shone on Davian's face.

"Hey, Babe! I finally caught you..."

Under the dim light, Angela's pure and beautiful face was charming and seductive. She was more stunning than any woman he had ever seen.

He did not see Angela at the wedding yesterday, and now he wanted her to pay him back!

Seeing that Davian was about to pounce on her, Angela backed away. Davian could not see his surroundings clearly and fell to the ground.

"Ah! You b*tch! Haven't you been drugged? Did Regina lie to me again?"

Davian scrambled to his feet. But when he saw Angela's beautiful face, his anger dissipated again.

He believed he could deal with Angela!

Kicking a chair away, he ran toward Angela again.

Angela's impatience deepened. He's so annoying! He bothers me to pack up!

She took out a scent pouch, and Davian immediately smelled something strange.

Davian wailed. He felt like he was on fire and could not help but withdraw his clothes.

Angela looked at him coldly.

She finally understood. No wonder Taylor kindly asked her to clean up her things. There was a conspiracy!

She showed hatred. Davian would have taken advantage of her if she had not noticed the drug.

"What did you do to me? I'm dying of heat!"

"Don't be afraid. You'll feel cold later." Angela sneered. She had sprinkled a powder that would keep Davian hot and cold. He would act like a madman.

After walking out with her things, she called the mental hospital.

"Hello, here is Waterfront Villa 808. There's a mental patient here. Please come to take him away."

After hanging up the phone, Angela contacted her college classmate, who was a reporter.

"Hazel, do you want the news about bank tycoon Davian Gentry? Come to Waterfront Villa 808."

Angela was holding a small box. She only packed some important personal belongings.

As for other sundries, Angela left them in the warehouse. But since Taylor had done so badly to her, she would not sit still.

Waterfront Villa was worth hundreds of millions. That was Skyla's property and never belonged to Taylor.

Taylor was not qualified to drive Angela out, let alone bring in his lover and illegitimate daughter!