Married a Secret Billionaire

After some time, he slowly took his phone out of his pocket and handed it to Lena.

“You can make the call,” he whispered. “You must remember Mr. Hamerton’s phone number clearly, but I recommend calling Ms. Thompson first.”

Lena stared at him, somewhat surprised, because that was exactly her plan.

Lina possessed a tracking device. If she called Lina, it would lead her there. Zachary and Sasha would also face consequences.

“Curious how I found out?” Zachary grimaced. “Ms. Thompson called Sasha last evening. She doesn’t beat around the bush, yet she talked to Sasha for a long time. My guess is she was tracking her!”

Lena’s expression eased.

She withdrew her hand slowly and dashed toward the door, keeping a distance from Zachary before he could react.

Zachary watched her but didn’t seem intent on chasing her. There was a mix of emotions in his gaze.

“Don’t expect forgiveness for Sasha,” Lena said coldly. “And don’t expect me to forgive you either! I live by the principle of not harming others unless they harm me first. You harmed me! Talking about sibling affection with me now is quite ridiculous, isn’t it?”

she

figure with pursed lips and a jumble

forward without looking back. She felt somewhat fatigued on the quiet path, and it seemed like the bustling city

general direction, and not having a phone complicated matters. She wiped the sweat from her brow, uncertain about her next

the sound of a car engine echoed on

skipped a beat. Then, she heard the screeching

out of the

at him

toward her, pulling her

to react. She raised her hand and stroked his broad back,

from head to toe, reaching out to touch her face,

“Lenny… It’s really you…”

“Yeah!” Lena nodded vigorously.

few days apart,

shoulders,

her head with