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…”

that damaged my appearance and vocal cords. My mother

touched the emerald on the mask,

could tell it was authentic. Such a mask wouldn’t

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

as his father’s possession. The pocket watch came

opened it to reveal a photo of Elijah’s father and

stated coldly. “And the man in the picture? You’re familiar

Kasey exchanged a knowing

discovered information about Krystal when he explored his

clenched his fists, his brows furrowing deeply. After a moment, he muttered, “One pocket