Married a Secret Billionaire

Marcus paused and tried to keep his lips at a neutral angle.

Yelena was getting too bold with her claims. She thought that she could bluff those who were here because they had never met Zephyr Hamerton?

He scowled and was going to say something when Cordelia held his hand gently. She was uninterested in things like this. She just wanted to go home sooner with Marcus and go back to their own space.

“Cordelia, you’ll never top me!” Yelena smirked. “I got Mr. Z’s attention, but you?”

Yelena’s sharp gaze stopped on Marcus. “You’re only worthy of marrying a scum!”

“Yeah, Mr. Z likes you so much!” Cordelia glanced at her flatly. “If he likes you so much, why hasn’t he married you? The dinner that night was to choose his wife, wasn’t it?”

“What’s between me and Mr. Z is none of your business!”

“I’m not that free to poke my nose in it either, but I won’t let you off easily since you commented on my husband!” Cordelia paused and said, “Also, as sisters, let me give you a kind reminder. A man too powerful isn’t a choice partner!

“The Hamertons have such a high status that not everyone’s able to cling to them. If you want to climb high, be prepared to fall hard! You’re my sister, after all. I don’t want to see you end up too sad!”

“You—” Yelena got angry. “Don’t worry. I’ll definitely be better off than you! Keep your useless husband around and stay useless for life!”

“What are you talking about? How merry!” A loud voice suddenly cut in.

the voice was a man’s steady steps and polite but

the discussion since his interest was piqued. He nodded at Cordelia as a greeting but paused his gaze when it landed on Marcus,

the crowd holding her phone. The photo on the

Mr. Z

third heir of

He’s the

They knew that Mr. Z Hamerton kept a low profile. He had never made an official appearance in the media to this day, and

invited to the Hamerton’s event, but she had even taken a photo with Mr. Z. It

flattery sounded one after

Giselle to broadcast it like that, but since no one exposed her, she accepted the admiration in peace. So what if Cordelia was the one

saw Cordelia and Marcus in the crowd. She went

Cordelia, mocking, “I heard you went that night too, Cordelia? Why don’t I see

at

hurried to say, “Mr. Z’s of noble status. How could he take a

frowned. “That

scoffed, “The person who welcomed you was a Hamerton dog at most,

to keep

her claims. She thought that she could