Married a Secret Billionaire

“Then… Who sent you off when you left Centrolis?” Cordelia looked at Trinity quietly. The latter smiled. She knew what she was trying to ask. “Neither of them came. I left secretly without telling anyone.” “What?” “I thought I’d just allow time to take the wheel.” Trinity was carefree. “Just like what Millie said, isn’t my career better? Ha… I thought I’d focus on my next movie. Since I have the opportunity to study here, perhaps I’ll get some inspiration!” No matter how Trinity tried to hide it, Cordelia could see the melancholy in her eyes. She knew she could not let go of Fredric, but she did not know what to do with Neil’s love for her. It could be good to just let things be. Time would reveal the truth—time would reveal one’s heart. Cordelia patted Trinity’s shoulder and smiled at her. … Before coming to Melorian, the company had arranged Trinity’s accommodation. Nevertheless, Cordelia insisted that she would stay at the villa for a few days. Zephyr could only pretend to be generous. In reality, he was eager for her to leave. Trinity was holding back her laughter hard when she saw him like that. When she was about to move to her place, Zephyr had to go to Puarvis for a business trip. He asked her to take care of Cordelia for a few days. Naturally, she agreed. On the next day, they went to the Baker Group together. The Baker Group was involved in many industries, while entertainment was only one of the branches. The few buildings in the headquarters were tall and majestic. They almost occupied half of the street. The entertainment department was in one of the buildings. Cordelia had never been there. The staff aside, even most of the superiors in the company could not recognize her. Apart from the family members that she had met, the rest were just unfamiliar faces to her. The staff came from all over the world. They were mainly from Centrolis, while quite many of them were locals.

As she was about to turn around to go to the next floor, someone suddenly gave her a stack of documents. “Make copies, it’s for the meeting in the afternoon!” “What? I—” “I said make copies!” The person glanced at her in annoyance. “If you don’t understand Chaisene, do you understand Acian?” “I think