Married a Secret Billionaire

Bianca remained composed and grinned. “Ms. Thompson, don’t you trust me?”

“I only trust in evidence.”

“But Nala Chriss is missing, and it’s linked to Lena’s adoptive father and brother. That’s a fact!”

Lina blinked, surprised and almost bursting into laughter. How could someone tell such blatant lies with a straight face?

Did she truly believe the security cameras in the hotel’s backyard were completely malfunctioning? Did she genuinely think that with the Thompsons and Hamertons’ resources, they couldn’t fix a single surveillance camera?

Zuko comfortingly patted Lina’s shoulder and discreetly handed her his phone.

Lina glanced at the message he had received from his subordinate: [Mr. Hamerton, we’re working diligently to recover the surveillance data. The truth will come out very soon!]

Lina couldn’t help but stifle a laugh. Bianca was only making her situation worse by hastily accusing Lena. They just needed to remain patient, and she would expose herself.

Just then, the butler rushed in, looking somewhat flustered. Several police officers followed him. They scanned the room and sternly inquired, “Can anyone here confirm that they are Lena Harding?”

Fleur stood up straight. “Officers, what’s going on?”

“Are you Lena Harding?”

“I—”

“We’ve received a report linking Ms. Lena Harding to a kidnapping case.”

“What?”

Lena was alarmed.

“Please cooperate with our investigation, Ms. Harding. Come with us.”

–

It had been more than a day since Nala was kidnapped.

and a stale bun. Nala had been pampered since childhood and had never seen such meager

Nala’s struggle, Alexander reached for her small hand. Her hand was

hair was disheveled from Drake’s makeover, and

a sudden pang in his

their only provisions—the only things keeping them

the stale bun stuck in her throat. Alexander quickly patted her back, and she eventually coughed it up.

piece of the bun and dipped it into the soup, encouraging Nala to

situation… Nala, people can’t change their surroundings. They can only adapt to

at him for a moment before nodding,

stomach, she would have the energy to do what needed to be

the bun, sinking her

as hard as a brick. It could be used

that, an idea struck him. He slowly turned to look at the bricks

pulled Nala closer after a brief silence. “Do you want

“Huh?”

what you need to

remained composed and grinned. “Ms.

trust in

it’s linked to Lena’s adoptive father and brother. That’s

blinked, surprised and almost bursting into laughter. How could someone tell such blatant lies with a

the security cameras in the hotel’s backyard were completely malfunctioning? Did she genuinely think that with the Thompsons and Hamertons’ resources, they couldn’t fix a single surveillance

and discreetly handed her

[Mr. Hamerton, we’re working diligently to recover the surveillance data. The truth

making her situation worse by hastily accusing Lena. They just

looking somewhat flustered. Several police officers followed him. They scanned the room and sternly inquired, “Can anyone here confirm that

stood up straight. “Officers, what’s going

“Are you Lena Harding?”

“I—”

Ms. Lena Harding to a kidnapping

“What?”