Married a Secret Billionaire

“Heh, Mr. Zephyr.” Phil chuckled. “I’m sorry. I haven’t gotten my driver’s license. But I’ve already booked the flight tickets to send Mrs. and Ms. Hamerton back. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure of their safety.”

Zephyr stayed quiet and looked at him with a complex gaze.

“Buy some gifts back these two days. I heard that there are several specialty shops in Jangasas’ suburbs near the riverside.”

“Mr. Zephyr, I’m not familiar with that area. This hotel actually sells specialty products. I’ll make the arrangement before we leave.”

Zephyr’s brows were furrowed together.

He had mentioned “registration plates”, “suburbs”, and “riverside” during his questions just now. All these had to do with Marcus’ escape.

However, this young man looked natural and answered without missing a beat. He did not show any hint of nerves… Was he really unrelated to this incident?

Zephyr fell deep in thought and grew skeptical. His subconscious told him that he must not let Phil send his stepmother and sister alone, so he left and called Robert outside of Regalia.

“Move your men. They don’t have to guard my house for now.” He lowered his voice. “Arrange for them to send Aunt Cloud and Zennie back to Centrolis.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Also, look into the family’s long-term employees with the last name Nelson.”

Zephyr rushed back home after the call.

or less recovered now, but she was growing more reluctant to meet anyone, and the number of times she showered was increasing. Any slight movement or sound scared her

take her back to Centrolis with you. At least your dad and I are in the Hamertons. We won’t let

forced a smile. “I’m afraid she’ll hate me more if I do

“Have you caught Marcus?”

a low tone. “The guy who took him away is sly and familiar with Jangasas’ suburbs, especially the junctions around the riverside. He covered his face once he got close to places with surveillance cameras. The car doesn’t have

if you need my

her gratefully and nodded. He then asked casually, “When are you and

Zennie focuses and prepares

soon as Kate said that, Zennie bounced in, opening the door. She quickly asked about Cordelia when she saw that her

attention was on the person behind

“Mr. Zephyr.”

watched him closely.

You probably don’t know

Phil Nelson.’ Zephyr felt a

years old but exuded a jarring aura of maturity and composure. He had a refreshing and handsome face, but his eyes had an inexplicable sinister

the young man bowed to pour tea, the surveillance recordings that Zephyr had looked into previously flashed in

not clearly see the driver’s face, but half of the face exposed under the

Zephyr was startled.

“You’re Phil Nelson?”

before him humbly and

careful on the road. Check if the