Married a Secret Billionaire

Drake’s eyes brightened at the news.

“Ms. Bianca…” He fumbled, uncertain where to place his hands. Surprise and greed were evident on his face.

Bianca reassured him with a smile. “It’s alright. You’re older than me, after all. Think of it as the young showing respect for their elders.”

He licked his lips, eager to taste the city’s wine.

Taking advantage of the moment, Bianca served him food and encouraged him to eat more while smiling. His tension decreased, and his true nature emerged. He consumed his meal with less grace, audibly munching on the dishes.

Bianca frowned, her disgust more noticeable.

After three rounds of wine, Drake’s caution waned. He patted his chest, assuring her, “Ms. Bianca, y-you’re my savior! Hehe… I’m not one for fancy words, but I’ll be there whenever you need me! I won’t hesitate to help!”

“Really?” That’s what she wanted to hear.

“Of course!” Drake pledged, burping. “You’ve been so kind to me. If I don’t repay you… Hic! Can I still call myself a man?”

“I don’t actually need your help.

“Hmm?”

“Who is Krystal Harding?”

his head, sobering

skeptically, heart racing. ‘She doesn’t resemble Krystal’s foolish child.

stood up with wide eyes,

actions startled Bianca, and her bodyguards

you doing?” she

doing! You’re something else, changing your identity after running away

Bianca listened, stunned.

The intoxicated and

back of his knee, causing

eyes blazed with anger. “You’re an ingrate! I

midst of the chaos, she signaled her bodyguards to

bodyguards