Married a Secret Billionaire

She took a deep breath. “Nicholas, today’s the grand opening of my friend’s business. We don’t want to spoil the fun because of you. Please be sensible and leave on your own!”

“Who says that I’m here to spoil it?” Nicholas snorted and pointed at the two lines of flower baskets outside. “I came with gifts!

“Besides, you’re accepting someone like this as a friend?” Nicholas’ gaze was flippant as he smirked.

Linda’s brows were tightly knitted as she trembled. “Cordelia’s my best friend! Since she’s married Marcus, he’s my friend too. I forbid anyone from wrecking my friend’s place!”

Nicholas’ hand that held his sunglasses tightened. He looked at her quietly, a flash of warmth running in the bottom of his eyes. The woman was still like how she used to be—loyal, biased to her own kind, and faithful.

She did not know that this world had many traps, though. What if she accidentally stepped into a bottomless pit?

Nicholas was silent for a long time before he smiled and waved a hand to get his men in.

Over ten men in black quickly filled up the small cafe, and the mood changed drastically.

“Ms. Quimby, you must be joking.” Nicholas smiled. “I’m not here to wreck anything. I’m a customer!

“Mr. and Mrs. Grist,” he said, looking at the couple. “Please make us a cup of coffee each. Latte without sugar.”

Cordelia had never experienced something like this. No matter how composed she looked on the outside, her heart was drumming.

an alert and dangerous glint

he looked at the man thoughtfully. “Marcus, the rental and renovation cost quite a dime, huh? Where did you

of your concern.” Zephyr looked stony

overbearing. “Hah, you can let me know

“Thanks but no thanks.”

such determination! Marcus, you aren’t like what they say, right? That you’ve

eyes went to Cordelia, who was behind

clenched his fists, the veins on his toned

your nonsense.” Cordelia’s

resolute, and fearless. She might be soft in certain matters

care of the family now, giving me what he earns.

watch your words next time. Stop judging others

of him. He hummed a while later, saying, “Pretty, it’s

you know what sent him to prison in

and stared straight at

heart squeeze. He slowly turned around and took off his sunglasses. It had been eight years. The person in front of him was the same but not anymore. Their gazes were no longer what they looked like

a smile. “Ms. Quimby, how

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