Married a Secret Billionaire

Phil looked at his phone that was dead in the soup and stood up expressionlessly.

“I suddenly recalled that I still have work. I must leave now,” he said in a deep voice. “I won’t be eating this time. I’ll try your cooking next time, Aunt Helen.”

Helen smiled and said, “Phil, are you blaming me? Perhaps you can tell me how much your phone costs? I’ll compensate you—”

He scooped his phone from the soup and left before waiting for her to finish her sentence.

Zennie said goodbye to Cordelia in panic and went with him.

Cordelia felt relieved when they had left far away. She looked at the pot of soup after falling into silence for a while and said to Helen. “Take care of this.”

“Sure.”

Helen asked her after a while. “Ms. Cordelia, did I… go over the line?”

“No, you did great.” Cordelia’s voice was soft. “I was actually thinking how to get his phone to get him to delete those pictures, but I didn’t have a proper reason.”

Helen nodded. “Your concern is right, Ms. Cordelia. No matter what, one shouldn’t take pictures of someone else’s house when they visit for the first time. That’s not okay!”

“Harbor no ill intention against others, but never relax vigilance against evildoers.” Cordelia sighed. “I hope I’m overthinking.”

“What else did you think, Ms. Cordelia?”

Cordelia lifted her eyes to look at her. She only asked after hesitating, “I’m not sure if you saw that… No matter what, I feel the way they treat each other is strange.

“I feel…” Cordelia spoke of her suspicion. “Zennie is afraid of him!”

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on the table mat. She was close to Phil. She peeped at him and continued to speak while smiling. “Okay, all of the dishes are served! Oh, right, I see that young people love taking pictures before they eat! That’s a trend, right?

“The food you cooked looks really good, Aunt Helen.

Phil!” Helen pushed him. “Don’t let her do it on her

expression changed. He snapped his head

scared by the fierceness that flashed through his eyes.

only lasted for a

Phil went back to the

sorry, my phone

seem laggy when you were taking

fell into silence for a moment and slowly

she looked rather awkward. “Forget it. Let’s

eat. I’ll take the pictures! I know I’m old, but I know how to take

Phil’s phone but clearly felt he

tight, and the

As they entered a stagnant state, she suddenly

see that coming. His phone dropped into the boiling soup. The spilled soup messed

awkward. It was

heart was pounding. She looked at Helen. She could see that tried his best to suppress his

on with her act. “Look at me, I’m useless! I can’t even hold the

situation. “His phone is indeed faulty. I

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in them, were filled with