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—”

hushed voice. “Cordelia, are

to Jesse with a callous, bloodthirsty expression. His

security guards at the hotel entrance were about to step forward but were forced back by

and was now shaking like a

up from the floor

you hit me in broad

to Jesse and yanked him by his collar, dragging him to the back of the hotel as though he was

hurriedly followed him.

Marcus landed a kick on his chest. Before he could get up, Marcus had hit his head and slammed half of his face

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

from her from now on.” Marcus’ face was blank, and his tone was frosty. “If

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

to Jesse’s crotch. There was a patch of liquid

“Scram!”

pain he was in as he fled in a panic, nearly

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

eyes turned wet as she beamed

in a deep tone.

shook her head

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

met and they

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.

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

better than that

but a

more clients and help you close

gaze on

recklessly no matter how much he wanted to

so smart!”