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

as he smiled softly at Cordelia. He then turned to Jesse with a callous, bloodthirsty expression. His gaze was like a sharp knife that

to step

by his commanding presence as well and

floor and staggered to regain

are you? How—How dare you hit me

his collar, dragging him to the back of the hotel as though he was nothing

followed him. However, before

head. Marcus landed a kick on his chest. Before he could

Sir! I was wrong!

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

widened his eyes in shock. He squirmed on the ground like a worm, his lower jaw nearly dislocated after Marcus stepped on

crotch. There was a patch of liquid under the man in

“Scram!”

less about the pain he was in as he fled in a

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

eyes turned wet as she beamed

asked in a deep tone. “I beat your

shook her head

said with a chuckle as he

looked up at him, their eyes met and they broke out

make much, and it’s so tough. You’ve basically got a grudge against your superior now. He might pick on you harder from now

“He won’t.” Cordelia giggled.

small recording pen from her pocket. She pressed the switch

than that

everything but a status if you’re with

can introduce you to more clients and help you close more sales… As long as

squinted. His gaze on

recorded evidence of her harassment. This way, Jesse would not dare act recklessly no matter how much he wanted to pick on

is so