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.

breath, but it was

dark that it could drip

pulled the metal bolt open with a clank. His

plastered on a smile, his heart

it?” Zephyr

completely forgotten what he wanted to say and stared at

of silence felt as long as

growl from where she was in the room. “Robert

was picking vegetables and hurried out of

happened to Mr.

sat on the couch with

and turned back to the kitchen, talking to herself, “It hurts the throat to shout

the cat food on the porch and snaked in between the

looked down, and his tense face finally cracked a

must not disturb him from

apologetically, drenched in

recalled why he was there, so he quickly pulled an old phone out of his pocket. It was

data in the

There was indeed chat history between Phil and Zennie. He scowled and

with her fists clenched

emotional. “Phil must have been brainwashing Zennie with wrong thoughts! That she’s nothing outside of the Hamertons, that he’s the only one in this world who won’t

turned to

“But Phil’s too cunning. His routes go back and forth, so it shows up as a tangled mess on the GPS. It’s not easy to track him

look at this!” Cordelia

checked the phone gallery, and the latest photos

living room. “Zephyr, it’s this place. He’s been

painting on the wall in the living room,