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

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

hotel entrance were about to step forward but were forced

by his commanding presence as well and

from the floor and staggered to regain his

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

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

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 had hit his head and slammed half of his

cried even louder. “B-Bro! Sir! I was wrong!

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

eyes in shock. He squirmed on the ground like a worm, his lower jaw

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

“Scram!”

pain he was in as he fled in a panic,

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

as she beamed in

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

shook her head

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

eyes met and they broke out

you quit this job? You don’t make much, and it’s so tough.

“He won’t.” Cordelia giggled.

when he saw her pull a small recording pen from her

much better than that b*tch

give you everything but a status if you’re

more clients and help you close

on Cordelia grew

act recklessly no matter how much he wanted to pick on her. Once the evidence was laid out, his reputation would be gone

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