Married a Secret Billionaire

Desiree ran in panic, losing the strength to even drive. After a few attempts, she finally dialed the right number to get her driver to pick her up.

By the time Desiree arrived home, she was drenched in sweat and as pale as a piece of paper, panting heavily. Though the room was just a short distance away, she had to hold onto the wall for support.

The house she stayed in was bought by her family years ago in Centrolis. It was a large and quiet suburban property, far from public view. However, Desiree still found it was lacking.

After catching her breath, she frantically closed all the curtains in the house, feeling terrified by the earlier events.

Not only did she feel jealousy for Lina now, but resentment as well.

The maid approached her quietly and said, “Miss, the person you want to meet is already in the guest room.”

“What?” Desiree calmed down. “She’s here?”

“Yes, she arrived from Jangasas this afternoon. Since you weren’t home, I took her to the guest room,” the maid replied.

“Got it.” Desiree took a deep breath, trying to slow her racing heart. Slowly, she made her way upstairs, took a shower, and changed clothes.

Soon, she headed to the guest room and opened the door.

The young woman in the wheelchair had her back turned to the door, but upon hearing the commotion, she turned around.

Desiree was shocked.

The scar on the young woman’s face was more repulsive than she had imagined.

Maintaining her composure, Desiree approached and greeted, “Hello, Ms. Grist.”

softly, her voice almost a

had been disfigured, and her family had brought her back to Jangasas from Southern Aciatic. Despite countless reconstructive surgeries, she couldn’t regain her previous appearance. Instead, her tissues were damaged, and she couldn’t

had discovered that Violet used to be Lina’s rival in Jangasas. Moreover, Lina was

Violet to Centrolis with the promise

best-selling drink that was investigated due to Lina’s report, which caused the Grists’ decline in the market,” Desiree

Violet’s voice was a mumbling mess, but her determination was clear. She punched the wheelchair’s handle, exclaiming, “That bitch!

bitch you’re talking about is now the daughter of the Thompsons. Do you have the guts

She hurt me before, and I’ll

to

from the wheelchair and

belonging to Centrolis, the area felt underdeveloped, with bushes scattered everywhere. It made it

it before buying this land and building their house? Didn’t they research if this area was

Desiree

her family always saying, “Your environment decides who you are.” The scenery seemed

the thought and said to Violet, “I heard that something was added to the drink

Violet fell into silence.

I’m not asking you to relive the past. But if we want to torture Lina, we can

do you mean?” Violet

do you think is best suited to bear the responsibility when something goes wrong with the celebrities’ drinks?”Books

but she dared not laugh out loud. Instead, she chuckled like

with