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!”

foot. He had only realized this now by catching Fredric’s gaze. “Z,

his hands behind him

but he was pretty dependable. There was actually something Marcus needed

some department

heard others saying the Jenners had completed the marriage pact by using an illegitimate daughter? Had they said that he had married an impersonator and not the

a rich and beautiful girl—not a pauper

anxiously. She kept telling herself that she must not admit it. Marcus had been in jail for fighting… The consequences would be unimaginable if

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

child. Of course, I’ll

Cordelia insisted she did not want it,

caused Cordelia to duck her head before

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 short

Cordelia in an indifferent tone before walking to

really do share joy, huh? Sharing a plate of lobster risotto with your heads touching… Z, why didn’t

at him, prompting Josiah to suppress his grin and keep quiet.

I’m surprised.” Fredric chuckled. “It seems like you’re… having

like this for no reason. There had to be a reason he was asking such

Fredric meant. The lawyer was worried about him spending his time here with Cordelia and forgetting