Married a Secret Billionaire

“Do you know what you’re saying?” He was furious. “To lose your rationality over a woman, you don’t deserve to be the Hamertons’ heir!”

“Sure.” Zephyr looked at him calmly. “I can release a statement to never inherit any of the Hamertons’ assets.”

“You…”

Liam thought he would trigger him, so he never thought it would backfire.

How could the Hamertons flourish without Zephyr? Moreover, Liam did not have another 20 years to train another outstanding heir like him.

“Think about it carefully!” Liam said coldly, “If you cut ties with the Hamertons, that woman will have nothing. She will leave you sooner or later!”

“She won’t.” Zephyr chuckled. “She’d follow me even if I got to the point of being a beggar.”

“You’re out of your mind!”

“I’m fully aware of what I’m doing, grandpa.” Zephyr enunciated each word. “I’m running the legal process to transfer my three companies to Cordelia. If you still refuse for her to marry me, she’ll leave with the three companies and the land in the western suburb!”

Liam looked terrible. He held so tightly to the cane his joints were pale.

“I’ve said everything I have.” Zephyr nodded and bowed. “Grandpa, Cordelia is an amazing girl. I really don’t want to pass her by.

“I’ve already made a mistake by keeping my identity from her. I’ll do everything I can to make her stay this time!”

He turned around to leave after he was done speaking. He felt much more relieved now.

He walked in the manor and lifted his head to the sky. He rarely had such a laid-back moment since he was young.

He suddenly wondered whether Cordelia was at the window, looking at the night sky like he did.

He stopped, looked at his phone, and hesitated before making a video call.

The landlord called, asking Cordelia if she wanted to continue renting the place.

She felt a squeeze in her heart as she had many memories with Zephyr there. Although she was mad at him, she did not want to throw those memories away.

“Say something, Mrs. Grist!” shouted the landlord, “I’ll rent it to someone else if you won’t! The unit is selling like hot cake!”

“You can’t rent it to someone else!” Cordelia slipped. “We signed a one-year contract, and it has not expired yet!”

“It has not, but you’ll have to pay the rent, Mrs. Grist!”

I won’t owe you the rent!” Cordelia pouted. “I’ll transfer it

voice and enunciated each word

Okay, Mrs. Hamerton!” The landlord did not care if it was Grist or Hamerton as long as

after hanging up

smiled and placed her hand on her daughter’s shoulder. She asked while raising her eyebrows, “What did

Cordelia was stunned.

‘What did I say?

said… my husband

cheeks blushed, and she looked down for a long time.

at her, chuckling. “I know I’m silly sometimes, but I can tell that

“Mom…”

would call out “husband” simply,” Xyla said softly. “If she calls him that, it proves that he’s unshakeable to her. It’s the person that she wants to spend her life

think Zephyr is

her head low. Sadness flashed through her

was reliable? It was fine before, but his identity was different now, and his standpoint was different as well. She was not relying on a regular man

only wanted a simple life but was destined to face a storm

already signed the contract, we might have to pay for the breach of contract if we cancel it…

smile. Even the light

fool someone else,

a slip of the tongue is the perfect reflection of what you really feel. It was something that you said

“Mom!”

lied to you, or are you mad about

Cordelia could not tell.

“If you mind that he lied to you, I think you should just forgive him. He begs for your forgiveness daily and seems sincere! Also, who

identity

softly. “Don’t mind it, Cordelia. He’s born rich

“What?” Cordelia was stunned.

She merely gave

really loves you in life. You should cherish it when love comes, or

never finish what she said. However, seeing her looking like she was in deep thought and

and helped her to her room. She only

the window instinctively. The street beneath the street lights was empty. There

not here

felt she had lost something and was a

the Hamerton Manor

big study. One’s breath could be