Married a Secret Billionaire

The more Cordelia thought about it, the more she found it wrong. Her heart thumped hard. “Zephyr, does he know what’s inside this cabinet?”

“I don’t think he does,” answered Zephyr. “But he wants to. That’s why he took the photos!”

Cordelia was frightened. “He’s too scary… Why would he be curious about this cabinet?”

“Maybe it’s because there’s a lock on it.”

Cordelia nodded. The lock on the cabinet basically told others that there were incredibly important things in there.

“Sir, Ms. Cordelia, don’t worry,” Robert said softly. “Phil’s sly, but we can catch him. He won’t have it easy by then!”

Zephyr patted Cordelia’s shoulder and gave her a resolute and warm smile. His expression changed swiftly when he looked at Robert with disdain. “Nothing else? Leave if there’s nothing!”

Robert was rendered speechless.

Cordelia saw that Robert seemed hesitant to speak, like what he wanted to say could not be brought up in front of her. She went to the kitchen and told Zephyr, “Keep Robert for dinner. I’ll make you all sticky ribs!”

“You want to stay for a meal?” Zephyr’s tone went up at the end of his sentence.

“No, no, no!” Robert refused frantically. It was until Cordelia entered the kitchen and closed the door that he lowered his voice to tell Zephyr, “Mr. Zephyr, there’s one more thing…”

“What again?”

“Rowan Irwin’s in Centrolis!”

Zephyr scowled. He had heard about Rowan making an appearance but not getting into the seats in the auction that other day.

Cordelia blushed red and struggled away from Zephyr’s hold to run into the room while he was distracted.

a cold breath, but

glower was so dark that it could drip

briskly to the door and pulled the metal bolt open with a

as he plastered on a smile, his heart almost leaping out

is it?”

he wanted to

silence felt as long

growl from where she was in

hurried out of the kitchen,

to

the couch with a secret

Robert do this time?” Helen sighed, shook her head, and turned back to the kitchen, talking to herself, “It hurts the throat to shout like this. I’ll have to make soup to nourish Mr. Z’s

porch and snaked in between the men. It looked left and right

face finally cracked a little.

a car knew that it must not disturb him

yes…” Robert chuckled apologetically, drenched

jolt in his mind, and he recalled why he was there, so he quickly pulled an old phone out of

the phone’s recovered. Take a

was indeed chat history between Phil and Zennie. He scowled

with her fists clenched as she shook a little after

That she’s nothing outside of the Hamertons, that

grim when he turned to

Phil’s too cunning. His routes go back and forth, so it shows up

look at this!”

phone gallery, and the latest photos were of their

room. “Zephyr, it’s

look. The photos were the painting on the wall in the living room, and nothing seemed