Married a Secret Billionaire

“But who’s Lia? Aren’t you Yelena?”

“…”

Cordelia blanched, her legs nearly giving out and causing her to fall. Marcus kept an arm around her waist with a cryptic smile on his sculpted face. There was a sense of pressure mixed in his manliness that pulled at Cordelia’s conscience.

“Um…” She racked her mind to come up with something. “I am Yelena. Lia is my nickname.”

“Why’d that man know your nickname?”

Cordelia pressed her lips together as her ears reddened and heated up.

“I… I don’t know where he heard it either.” She braced herself to keep lying. “He might have heard my friends call me that when we were in university, so he mimicked them…

“He’s crazy anyway. What a pervert! You did a good job today, darling!” Cordelia flashed Marcus a timid grin. “I’ll make you barbecue ribs and pan-seared salmon tonight as a reward!”

Marcus smiled and stopped pushing the question. Instead, he pulled the girl into his arms and left the hotel with her.

…

The next day, gossip broke out in the office. Everyone either avoided Cordelia once they saw her or whispered comments behind her back.

The moment Cordelia entered the building, she felt their discriminating gazes and guessed that word had gotten around about Jesse being beaten up. It had to do with her anyway, so she was not shirking responsibility. If they did force her into a corner, though, she would not just give in!

“Cordelia, come here!” Her coworker, Annie Ambrose, called her over softly.

Cordelia paused and followed Annie to the corner of the hallway.

Annie was kind and bubbly and was usually the closest to her. Now that something had happened, she was the most concerned for her as well.

“Cordelia.” Annie looked troubled. “Did you hear what people say about you?”

“I know. Is it because Jesse got beaten up?” Cordelia asked directly. “But there was a cause. If the higher-ups want to investigate the case, I’ll—”

in a hushed voice. “Cordelia, are you hiding something from

to Jesse with a callous, bloodthirsty expression.

security guards at the hotel entrance were about to step

by his commanding presence as well and was now shaking

up from the floor

you? How—How dare you hit

up to Jesse and yanked him by his collar, dragging him to the back of the hotel as

him. However, before she could reach him, she

head. Marcus landed a kick on his chest. Before he could get up, Marcus

Sir! I was wrong! I was

his tone was frosty. “If I see you harassing my wife again, I won’t let you off

like a worm, his lower jaw nearly dislocated

to Jesse’s crotch. There was a patch of liquid under the man in

“Scram!”

the pain he was in as he fled in

was astonished by how pathetic he had ended up being and thought that a tough fight had taken place. She hurried over to check if Marcus was hurt, but the man flung his sleeves and walked off from

wet as she beamed

you into trouble?” Marcus asked in a deep tone. “I beat

shook her head

chuckle as he ran his hand through her long hair. “You’ve got

eyes met and they broke out into

her head and said, “Why don’t you quit this job? You don’t make much, and it’s so tough. You’ve basically got

“He won’t.” Cordelia giggled.

was slightly taken aback when he saw her pull a small recording pen from her pocket. She pressed the switch

much better than that b*tch

you everything but

more clients and help you close

squinted. His gaze on Cordelia grew

much he wanted to pick on her. Once the evidence was laid out, his reputation would be gone and he would even

is so smart!”