Married a Secret Billionaire

The woman stood still, her body tense. Her golden mask, a true work of art adorned with gemstones, concealed the upper part of her face, revealing only her lips and chin. It was more than just a mask—it was a masterpiece.

Elijah’s expression darkened as he whispered to his subordinate, “After all this searching, you bring me this?!”

The subordinate stammered nervously, “S-Sir, we hired the best private investigators in Centrolis and followed your leads. This is the result.”

The subordinate handed over some documents to Elijah, who flipped through them with mixed emotions. They lacked a photograph of the woman and contained only a brief life history.

Sasha Harding had spent her life in Southeast Aciatic, frequenting entertainment establishments and having strong ties to the criminal underworld there. Most notably, her mother was none other than the infamous Madame Krys, a human trafficker.

“You’re Sasha Harding?” Elijah’s eyes narrowed. “Is your mother Krystal Harding?”

“That’s correct,” Sasha replied, her voice cool and slightly hoarse, hinting at a life marked by hardship.

“Your throat…”

was in an accident that damaged my appearance and vocal cords. My mother made this mask

emerald on the mask, a genuine

fine things and could tell it was authentic. Such a mask wouldn’t come

doubt my identity, look at this,” Sasha said, producing a pocket

possession. The pocket watch

she opened it to reveal a photo of Elijah’s

is my mother, Krystal,” Sasha stated coldly. “And the man in the picture? You’re familiar with him,

and Kasey exchanged a

pocket watch was genuine, and the photo appeared untouched. Additionally, Elijah had discovered

his fists, his brows furrowing deeply. After a moment, he muttered, “One pocket watch isn’t