Married a Secret Billionaire

“Specialty from Southeast Aciatic?”

Cordelia recalled the time when she took her mother to the art exhibition, and Xyla bought a scarf. She had said that the embroidery and pattern were rarely seen in Centrolis and were only available in Southeast Aciatic.

Her mother was emotional when she saw the painting with fireflies, and the fireflies with double sets of wings were only found in the forest of Southeast Aciatic too. She also knew how to play Xiroh, a card game that was unique to Southeast Aciatic.

Southeast Aciatic… Why was everything regarding her mother revolved around this place? Yet, Xyla had never told her where her hometown was.

“Cordelia, what’s the matter?” Neil waved a hand in front of her.

“Oh, nothing.” Cordelia smiled. “The cake looks so pretty that I can’t bear to eat it!”

“I’m not good at making it, but it’s decent in taste if you aren’t picky,” Neil said with a smile. “Ejada is made of mung beans and glutinous rice. Because Southeast Aciatic’s climate is hot and Ejada is cooling, the locals like it.”

Cordelia nodded and was about to pick a piece up into her mouth when a deep cough sounded.

When Cordelia turned around and saw Zephyr, Neil noticed how her eyes lit up. That man was her whole world.

“What brings you here!?” Cordelia ran over enthusiastically and hooked arms with him.

and answered

expected this answer, but Cordelia’s frankness surprised him. He did not expect Zephyr to have such a high status to her that she did not even feign courtesy and

to break the

look at the script first. You’ll be the first to audition when Ms.

a break too! Neil asked

the window where the sunlight spilled in, and they basked in it. The scenery outside was

with the aroma. Neil pulled a pretty lunchbox out of his bag. It was a dark-colored wooden box with intricate and repeated patterns carved on

her. The box that her mother had given her seemed to have this pattern

chortled. “This pattern is common in

Cordelia nodded

from Mengasas. It’s close to Southeast Aciatic, so our food

plate of cake and placed

“Have a taste!”

snapped out of her

intricate. Its emerald color and semi-opaque transparency

of the cakes her mother had made her when

Neil asked softly, “This is Ejada, a specialty from Southeast Aciatic.” Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated For All Books