My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Darien's smirk deepened as he glanced at Ellie. "$336,000... sure you can handle that?"

Even among trust-fund kids, it was rare for anyone to throw around that kind of money so casually. Both Ryan and Ellie had never been the type to flaunt wealth; their family always believed in keeping a low profile. Unlike most of the business elites, they didn't enjoy showing off in public, which was why Darien had no clue about Ellie's real background. In his eyes, Ellie was just another rich girl—decent money, but nothing extraordinary. Sure, she had a nice car, but even that wasn't particularly impressive by his standards.

What irked him most was her frugal tab—always keeping it under two hundred grand while the real players around here dropped millions like it was nothing. He scoffed at the thought.

Mollie chimed in, her voice dripping with disdain. "Of course we're sure! What's with all the questions? Maybe that's a fortune to you but to Darien? That's just pocket change."

"Yeah, seriously! Why's she acting so high and mighty, anyway?"

"Get moving already, would you? Darien's made his call, and you're just standing there like a fool!"

Ellie's eyes stayed locked on Darien, unwavering.

He waved her off. "Go ahead."

Ellie gave a slow nod. "Alright then, just remember—you asked for it."

She turned and strode confidently toward the bar, her steps firm, though there was a haunting sense of finality in the air. It was like watching someone walking into the storm. Reaching the bar, she leaned over and spoke to the manager. "Open up those two bottles from the reserve for them."

The manager blinked in surprise. "Miss Cobb, are you sure? Your credit limit is set at two hundred thousand…"

The wine was exquisite, but there weren't only two bottles in stock. It was just that Ellie's personal tab couldn't exceed the limit.

manager was

let out a dry laugh. "Who said it's going on

hesitated.

"Whoever orders, pays.

His face lit up with excitement. "Of

Ellie might outrank the Gill family in status, but every time she brought Darien here, the guy acted like a big shot, only to

off the boss's daughter, and instead of appreciating it, he'd treat her like a servant. Well, today, it looked like

the bottles, personally escorting

Would you like me to

smugly. "Yeah, go

to pour the wine, but Darien

do it," he

room fell

stared at Darien, incredulous.

small fire kindled inside her, burning brighter with every second she looked at his smug face. How had

"Darien, don't

butted in, her voice shrill. "What's so wrong with it? You should be honored he's even asking you! Honestly, have you ever even touched a bottle this

something so high-class. Maybe the price is scaring you—afraid you'll mess it

are you keeping her around? Just get

jeers and taunts followed, only further inflating Darien's ego. His expression darkened, and he looked back at Ellie, ready to assert his control. "So, are you