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—”

a hushed voice. “Cordelia, are you hiding something

firm as he smiled softly at Cordelia. He then turned to Jesse with a callous, bloodthirsty expression. His gaze was like a sharp knife that could

hotel entrance were about to step forward but were

his commanding presence as well and was now

floor and staggered

are you? How—How dare you hit me in broad

Instead, he went up to Jesse and yanked him by his collar, dragging

a disadvantage, so she hurriedly followed him. However, before she could reach him, she heard wails for

bruised like a peach as he got on his knees, his hands hugging his head. Marcus landed a kick on his chest. Before he could get up, Marcus

Sir! I was wrong! I was wrong! I won’t dare do

was blank, and his tone was frosty. “If I see you harassing my wife again, I

the ground like a worm, his lower jaw nearly dislocated after Marcus

patch of liquid under the man in that

“Scram!”

the pain he was in as

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 the back, looking

as she beamed in relief and

trouble?” Marcus asked in a

shook her head

knows how to fight,” Marcus said with a chuckle as he ran his hand through her long hair. “You’ve got to get

at him, their eyes met and they

said, “Why don’t you quit this job? You don’t make much, and it’s so tough. You’ve basically got a grudge against your superior now. He

“He won’t.” Cordelia giggled.

her pull a small recording pen from her pocket. She pressed the switch and the conversation they’d had just now was

much better than

I can give you everything but a status if you’re with

and help you close

gaze on

and composed during that critical situation and had even recorded evidence of her harassment. This way, Jesse would not dare act recklessly no matter how much he wanted to pick on her. Once the evidence was laid out, his reputation would be gone and he

is so smart!”