Married a Secret Billionaire

“Z, don’t blame him for having so much to say! Even I’m surprised.” Fredric chuckled. “It seems like you’re… having a good time with her?”

Marcus sobered up. Fredric had always been the level-headed one, so he would not ask something like this for no reason. There had to be a reason he was asking such a question.

He understood what Fredric meant. The lawyer was worried about him spending his time here with Cordelia and forgetting about returning to Centrolis and his actual status.

“I’m just keeping a low profile to get prepared,” Marcus replied coolly. “It’s just a roommate situation with Ms. Jenner. Nothing good or bad. I’ll be leaving one day.”

Fredric smiled and said nothing more.

Josiah glanced over at Cordelia and turned around with a grin to suggest, “Z, why don’t I… put your check on the house?”

“You?” Marcus raised a brow and thought about it. “Forget about it. Just get me a discount. Otherwise, she’ll be eating in distress.”

“Mm, that works too.” Josiah had learned his lesson. Anything Mr. Z Hamerton said was fine with him. “I’ll let them know then!”

Marcus arched a brow. “Your family owns this hotel?”

“My uncle’s the boss!” Josiah scratched his head.

“You Bayers have a lot of businesses in Jangasas, huh!”

this now by catching Fredric’s gaze.

Marcus had his hands behind

soul but he was pretty dependable. There was

some department supervisor named Karine Carmichael there…

he heard others saying the Jenners had completed the marriage pact by using an illegitimate daughter? Had they said that he had married an

had pride too and hoped to marry a rich and

the hem of her clothes anxiously. She kept telling herself that she must not admit it. Marcus had been in jail for fighting… The consequences would be unimaginable if he were to kick up a

say?” She looked at him with sparkling eyes and racked her mind for ways to change the topic. “Oh, right, I haven’t made any sales this month, so I’ve got to work harder next month! I… I might not be able to come back and cook as often. You’ll be

not a child. Of

and gave half of the lobster risotto on his plate to her. Cordelia insisted she did not want it, but

Cordelia to duck her

while later, Marcus’ phone buzzed. It was a text from Josiah. He scanned their surroundings discreetly and, as expected, saw the latter smirking at him from a

going to the washroom,” Marcus told Cordelia in an indifferent tone before walking to

a plate of lobster risotto with your heads touching… Z,

glared at him, prompting Josiah to suppress

for having so much to say! Even I’m surprised.” Fredric chuckled.

Fredric had always been the level-headed one, so he would not ask something like this for no reason. There had to be a reason he was asking

time here with