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

turned to Jesse with a callous, bloodthirsty expression. His gaze was like a sharp knife that could slit the

about to step forward but were forced back by

his commanding presence as well and was now shaking like a leaf. “W-Who… Who are

the floor and staggered to regain his

you? How—How dare you hit me

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

being at a disadvantage, so she hurriedly followed him. However, before

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

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

his tone was frosty. “If I see you

his eyes in shock. He squirmed on the ground like a

crotch. There was a patch of liquid under the

“Scram!”

he was in as he fled

place. She hurried

beamed in relief and snuggled up to

you into trouble?” Marcus asked in a deep

shook her head

husband only knows how to fight,” Marcus said with a chuckle as he ran his hand through her long

eyes met and they broke

much, and it’s so tough.

“He won’t.” Cordelia giggled.

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

better than that

you everything but a status

to more clients and help you close more

His gaze on Cordelia grew more

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

so