Married a Secret Billionaire

“Well, who else if it isn’t Cordelia!” Giselle chuckled. “What are you saying? I want to get to know this handsome man, and I’m snatching your man? You weren’t standing here just now. How would I know of your relationship?”

“You know now, right?” Cordelia stared at her. “Leave now that you know!”

Marcus held Cordelia’s waist without a sound. He noticed the woman’s tightly clenched fists and her shaking body out of anger. Yet, she was determined with an aggressive gaze, like she would kill whoever dared hit on her man.

He chuckled inwardly, not expecting himself to hide behind a woman one day. It was a feeling he liked, though.

“Oh, I remember! This is the thug you married?” Giselle scanned Marcus blatantly. “I heard that he’s always causing trouble fighting and even gone to jail!”

Cordelia rolled her eyes and hooked arms with Marcus to leave.

Despite that, Giselle went up and hooked Marcus’ other arm. Her gaze was seductive. “Handsome, do you know that Cordelia’s an illegitimate daughter of the Jenners? No one in the Jenners likes her, and she’s broke. She used to stay in the basement and smelled musty!

“Why don’t you come with me?” Giselle’s fingers climbed up. “I’m rich and hot. There are a lot of guys after me! It’d be a waste of your face to be together with Cordelia—”

“Enough!” Cordelia shoved her away.

Giselle stumbled and nearly knocked a table over. The noise caused everyone nearby to look over.

all the

felt that she was not wrong, her husband being hit on was nothing to

her head and

well. She looked back and saw a woman who was dressed with thick makeup smile flirtatiously at Marcus. Her glass shook slightly in her hand, and when she went closer to Marcus, she pulled the slit of

the voice to

brought along

Giselle Lawler would often bully Cordelia with Yelena. The school later dismissed her due to her poor grades and frequent reports of being found

not great either. She

with her clients and walked briskly to Marcus in her

isn’t it boring to drink alone?” Giselle approached Marcus swaying her

have a drink?” A cold

looking up to meet Cordelia’s sharp

“Why? Don’t you know me anymore? You snatched my homework to copy it when we were in school,

Giselle chuckled. “What are you saying? I want to get to know this handsome man, and I’m snatching your man? You weren’t standing here just

know now, right?” Cordelia stared at

her shaking body out of anger. Yet, she was determined with an