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—”

all!” Annie interrupted her in a hushed

then turned to Jesse with a callous, bloodthirsty expression.

about to step forward but were forced back by Marcus’ icy

by his commanding presence as well and

from the floor and staggered to regain

you? How—How dare you hit

collar, dragging

followed him. However, before she could reach him, she heard wails for mercy from

hands hugging his head. Marcus landed a kick on his chest. Before

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 won’t let you off the hook so

ground like a worm, his lower jaw

gaze shifting to Jesse’s crotch. There was a patch of liquid under the

“Scram!”

in as he fled in a panic, nearly

hurried over to check if Marcus was hurt, but the man flung his sleeves and walked off from the back, looking

wet as she beamed in relief and

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

shook her

how to fight,” Marcus said with a chuckle as he ran his hand through

looked up at him, their eyes met and they broke out into

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 might pick on you harder from now

“He won’t.” Cordelia giggled.

aback when he saw her pull a small recording pen from her pocket. She pressed the switch and the conversation they’d had

much better than that b*tch

can give you everything but a status

you to more clients and help you close more sales… As long as you please

His gaze on Cordelia grew

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

so smart!” Marcus