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—”

Annie interrupted her in a hushed voice. “Cordelia, are you hiding

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

the hotel entrance were about to step

and was now shaking like a leaf. “W-Who…

the floor and staggered

are you? How—How dare you hit me in

collar, dragging him to the back of the hotel as

hurriedly followed him. However, before she could reach him, she heard wails

on his

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

face was blank, and his tone was frosty. “If I see you harassing my wife again, I won’t let you off the hook so

like a worm, his lower jaw nearly

gaze shifting to Jesse’s crotch. There was a patch of liquid under the man in that area. He snorted and lifted his

“Scram!”

about the pain he was in as he

thought that a tough fight had taken place. She hurried over to

she beamed in relief and snuggled

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

her head

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

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

said, “Why don’t you quit this job? You don’t make much, and it’s so tough. You’ve basically got a

“He won’t.” Cordelia giggled.

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

than that

can give you everything but a status

clients and help you close more

gaze on

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,

wife is so smart!” Marcus praised