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.

had been pampered since childhood and had never seen such

small hand. Her hand was

the princess she had been when they first met. Her hair was disheveled from Drake’s makeover, and she wore his dirty clothes. Even her hands were filthy, with scrapes on her arms and

felt a sudden pang

their only provisions—the only things keeping them

stale bun stuck in her throat. Alexander quickly patted her

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

this is our situation… Nala, people can’t change their surroundings. They can only adapt to survive. Do

covered in crumbs. She stared at him for

stomach, she would have the energy to do what needed to be done. Growth often

and took the bun, sinking her teeth

bun is as hard as a

he said that, an idea struck him. He slowly

after a brief silence. “Do

“Huh?”

you need to

“Ms. Thompson, don’t

trust in

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

laughter. How could someone tell such blatant

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

and discreetly handed her

he had received from his subordinate: [Mr. Hamerton, we’re working diligently to recover the surveillance data. The truth will

a laugh. Bianca was only making her situation worse by hastily accusing Lena. They just

him. They scanned the room and sternly inquired, “Can anyone here confirm

straight. “Officers, what’s

“Are you Lena Harding?”

“I—”

Ms. Lena Harding to a

“What?”