Married a Secret Billionaire

At Southeast Aciatic, in the secret chamber at the palace…

Victoria looked around at the door. After ensuring no one was behind her, she asked her maid to wait outside and entered discreetly.

Carmella was already inside, standing facing the wall. An oil painting portrait of her and the king, Martin, was hung on it.

It was the year Martin had just become king. He was high-spirited, commanding, and confident. Dressed in formal attire with a crown on his head, he stood behind Carmella, who sat in front with a soft smile.

There were two days in Carmella’s life that she had been the happiest—one was watching Martin become king, and the other was becoming his bride.

Victoria came up behind her and called out softly, “Auntie.”

Carmella broke out of her daze. “All done?”

“Don’t worry, Auntie,” Victoria said with a smile. “I just came from a call with Suzanne and Joy. They’ve found the husband and wife in Melorian…”

“Really?” Carmella arched her brow.

and did not forget to pander to her. “Fortunately, you’re far-sighted and sent people for them first.

they sure it’s

know that b*tch has parents like this. Hah, it’s

Her expression was dim. She had only asked Victoria to look for the couple but had not told her that those

and thought she would go for a visit. It was a coincidence that she saw Aurelia wear Helene’s white dress and smile brightly like a blooming

back and nearly fell into the pool. She fell to the ground with a thud when she avoided the pool and heaved in

she had seen young Helene at that

that the baby she had abandoned in the slum would come back this way. Still, she was skeptical, and after two sleepless nights, she decided to ask her people in the west

DNA test result felt like an explosion right above

Victoria and asked in a stern and deep voice, “Are the two

Victoria grinned. “Auntie, you’re really amazing to be able to find people like them! It’s said that they’re illegal immigrants who abandoned

little effort, they’re easy to find.” Carmella “One’s a drug addict, and the other’s

“You’re right, Auntie.”

as possible.” Carmella closed her eyes as if she was talking to herself,

blame me,’ she thought. ‘I can’t let your daughter ruin