Married a Secret Billionaire

As time passed, Sasha became increasingly anxious. She wondered why Fleur and Chris were taking so long in the kitchen preparing deep-fried fish. Was Fleur dissatisfied with Lena and intentionally leaving her hanging?

While these thoughts consumed Sasha, Zachary sent her multiple messages containing photos of Lena in the hidden room.

Sasha: [I understand.]

Sasha: [Please keep an eye on her. And refrain from sending me any more messages. I don’t want Chris to see them.]

As she finished typing, her second phone rang—the one she used exclusively for communication with the Chrisses.

Upon seeing the caller’s name on the screen, a trace of disgust briefly crossed Sasha’s face. She reluctantly answered the call. “What do you want?”

“What do you mean, ‘what do you want’?” Elijah sounded impatient. “When will you come for the compatibility testing?”

Sasha got up, avoiding the service staff in the living room, and moved to a corner while lowering her voice. “You’re asking me? My dear brother, it’s evident that your wife’s sincerity is lacking.”

more slowly. “Nala’s condition has worsened.

have something to attend to

“You want money, right?”

Sasha remained silent.

coldly. “How much do you want? Just ensure you take care

“It’s not about money…”

“Sasha, I also hope you’ll keep your promise! You said you’d save my

speaker and looked around cautiously. She didn’t want to create

right now… Give me some time, and

Chris, carrying a plate of deep-fried fish, which he placed on

called. “Come and

appeared somewhat

remembered some