My Secret Billionaire Husband Chapter 2896 - 2427: I Can Help You

"You're claiming innocence?" Annie Lawrence's eyes conveyed outright disbelief. "If it wasn't you, then who? Aren't you the one who wants to completely discard me and sever all ties? Aren't you terrified that if Frank Parker discovers we've been conspiring, he'll expel you from the Parker Group?"

"The Benington Group has been acquired by Heath Group; it no longer concerns you. Currently, you're only managing to stay afloat thanks to a decent job Frank Parker provided. However, once you leave the Parker Group, a position this good will be impossible to find again."

"David Benington, you live in fear of returning to your impoverished and insignificant past."

"Therefore, to safeguard your current employment, you're prepared to do anything. Do you truly believe I misunderstand your character? But don't assume you can completely wash your hands of me through these actions."

"If your intention is to inflict suffering upon me, I refuse to grant you a comfortable existence either."

"You've genuinely mistaken my intentions." David Benington stated earnestly, his tone gentle. "Annie Lawrence, I am not the despicable person you perceive me to be. Even if I wished to distance myself from you, it would not necessitate such extreme measures. The individuals responsible for expelling you and Mrs. Rose Lawrence were not me, but Joanna Lawrence."

"Joanna Lawrence?!" Annie Lawrence's expression shifted dramatically, still struggling to accept it. "That isn't her property; what right does she possess to act in such a manner?"

"Hehe." David Benington let out a soft chuckle. "Naturally, she possesses the right. The entire neighborhood falls under the ownership of the White family; she is their daughter. She came to find you and discovered you were residing on the White family's land. Do you honestly believe she would permit you to continue living there?"

"Weren't you and Mrs. Rose Lawrence ousted not long after her visit?"

Annie Lawrence's face gradually sank.

That neighborhood, it actually belongs to the White family.

Joanna had indeed threatened to summon the police, yet no officers ever arrived.

At the time, she had found it peculiar, wondering how Joanna could have let her off so easily.

She knew it! How could that wretched girl possibly be so lenient!

The White family is undeniably immensely wealthy.

That particular neighborhood is situated in an affluent district, and individuals capable of purchasing residences there are either incredibly rich or possess noble standing.

Even though she was merely renting a place, the monthly rent exceeded one hundred thousand.

During her time with David Benington, they had even contemplated purchasing their marital home in that very area.

A district where even a modest house commands a price in the hundreds of millions, and the entirety of the land is owned by the White family.

Although Annie Lawrence was aware of the White family's staggering wealth, far surpassing that of ordinary affluent families, she was still profoundly shocked upon personally encountering the extent of their riches.

She glanced at the dilapidated guesthouse she was presently occupying.

In that precise moment, her envy towards Joanna Lawrence intensified fiercely.

She loathed herself even more, questioning why she wasn't Joanna Lawrence.

Even with her current face bearing such a striking resemblance to Joanna Lawrence, their social standings remained worlds apart.

The societal echelon into which Joanna Lawrence now belonged was a realm she herself would likely never attain, even if she dedicated her entire life to the pursuit.

"Do you believe me now?" David Benington paused for a beat before continuing, "I was aware of you and Mrs. Rose Lawrence being expelled, and I contacted you immediately. I recall you don't possess substantial funds. Have you and Mrs. Rose Lawrence managed to secure new accommodation yet?"

"If you find yourselves facing any financial hardships, I am prepared to offer assistance."

Annie Lawrence was presently consumed by financial anxieties. Hearing David Benington's words, while a flicker of temptation arose, her suspicion lingered: "Are you genuinely this benevolent? Didn't you just state that we no longer share any ties and that I should never contact you again?"