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.

“Fortunately, you’re far-sighted and sent

it’s

didn’t know that b*tch has parents like this. Hah, it’s no wonder

for the couple but had not told her that those

palace one day 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

much that she stepped back and nearly fell into the pool. She fell to the ground with a

been under the impression that she had seen young Helene at

refused to believe 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 palace

like an

stop her hands from shaking. She turned to Victoria and asked in a stern and deep voice, “Are the two of them arranged to come to

“Auntie, you’re really amazing to be able to find people like them! It’s said that they’re illegal immigrants who abandoned that b*tch when she was

that illegal immigrants are hard to trace, but with a little effort, they’re easy to find.” Carmella “One’s a drug addict, and

“You’re right, Auntie.”

as possible.” Carmella closed her eyes as if she was talking to herself, “When they’re here,

don’t blame me,’ she thought. ‘I can’t