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,

at Cordelia. He then turned to Jesse with a callous, bloodthirsty expression. His gaze was

about to step

well and was now shaking like a leaf.

from the floor and staggered

are you? How—How dare you hit me in

up to Jesse and yanked him by his collar, dragging him to the back of the hotel as though he was nothing but a

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

peach as he got on his knees, his hands hugging his head. Marcus landed a kick on his chest. Before he

cried even louder. “B-Bro! Sir! I was wrong! I was wrong! I won’t dare do

face was blank, and his tone was frosty. “If I see you harassing

like a worm, his lower

looked down, his gaze shifting to Jesse’s crotch. There was a patch of liquid under the man

“Scram!”

care less about the pain he was in

tough fight had taken place. She hurried over to check if Marcus was hurt, but the man flung

she beamed in relief and

asked in a deep

her

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

him, their eyes met and they broke out into

job? You don’t make much, and it’s so tough. You’ve

“He won’t.” Cordelia giggled.

her pocket. She pressed the

than that b*tch

you everything but a

clients and help you close more sales…

on Cordelia grew

no matter how much he wanted to pick on her. Once the evidence was laid

is so smart!” Marcus praised