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 you hiding something from

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

hotel entrance were about to step forward but were

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

floor

you? How—How dare you

him by his collar, dragging him to

about Marcus being at a disadvantage, so she hurriedly followed him. However, before she could reach him, she heard wails for

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

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

his tone was frosty. “If I see

on the ground like

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

“Scram!”

he was in as

She hurried over to check if Marcus

turned wet as she beamed in relief and snuggled up to

into trouble?” Marcus asked in

shook her

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

looked up at him, their eyes met and they broke

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

“He won’t.” Cordelia giggled.

recording pen from her pocket.

much better than that b*tch

can give you everything but a status if you’re

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

squinted. His gaze on

This way, Jesse would not dare act recklessly no matter how much he wanted to pick on her. Once the evidence was laid out, his reputation would

so smart!” Marcus praised