Married a Secret Billionaire

The girl looked shy with a blissful smile.

Despite that, Cordelia still felt uneasy. She was more doubtful, especially when she saw Phil soundly keeping his phone in his pocket.

It was no place for a guest to simply take photos anywhere in somebody’s home during their first visit. Even if he was a long-term employee of the Hamertons and had not received much education, he should at least know basic manners.

Moreover, given how major the Hamertons were, their staff must definitely be trained. Some might even be better than senior executives of small and medium enterprises.

How uncultured must Phil be, or did he have an ulterior motive?

“Cordelia, what are you thinking about?” Zennie’s sweet voice pulled her out of her thoughts.

The girl was already at the dining table with Phil while Helen was placing dish after dish on the table.

Zennie waved her hand at her. “Cordelia, come! I’m starving!”

“Oh, coming.” Cordelia recomposed herself but felt uneasy on his phone.

She must think of something…

“Ms. Cordelia, go have some!” Helen went to her.

say that she was not hungry but noticed the look Helen gave

smiled at Helen and nodded lightly before going to

Aunt Helen’s a good cook. You

the dishes like a hungry kitten. “I already know how good they are by smelling them! Heh… Uncle Clark’s

know now!” Cordelia laughed

not expecting Phil to make such a request, but she did not know how to answer him. After all, the young man was Zennie’s whole world right now.

replied with a smile, “Mr. Nelson, which paintings do you like? I’ll gift them to you. You can take them home and admire them, and you won’t have to

dark gleam flashed across Phil’s eyes. He smirked

and polite, but she emphasized the words “somebody’s home”. Anyone with a brain could understand what

Cordelia’s eyes. The woman was not as weak as he had imagined. Her big eyes were willful and authoritative. The presence she emitted was the same as

and kept his phone, answering with a smile. “No need. Thank you, Ms. Cordelia. Mr. Zephyr

him to

for Phil, and she could not

world now. The Hamerton family is just your employer. You work, and they pay you, that’s

mentioned, it’s our family’s good luck to meet an employer like the Hamerton family!” Phil smiled and looked at Zennie, gently

shy with a blissful

that, Cordelia still felt uneasy. She was more doubtful, especially when she saw Phil soundly keeping his phone in his

simply take photos anywhere in somebody’s home during their first visit. Even if he was a long-term employee of the Hamertons and had not received

must definitely be trained. Some might