Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Cordelia was visibly fazed, and her heart drummed. Had he discovered something? Or had he heard others saying the Jenners had completed the marriage pact by using an illegitimate daughter? Had they said that he had married an impersonator and not the treasured heiress of the family?

Men had pride too and hoped to marry a rich and beautiful girl—not a pauper like her.

Cordelia hung her head as her hands clenched the hem of her clothes anxiously. She kept telling herself that she must not admit it. Marcus had been in jail for fighting… The consequences would be unimaginable if he were to kick up a fuss about it!

“Hah, what would I have to say?” She looked at him with sparkling eyes and racked her mind for ways to change the topic. “Oh, right, I haven’t made any sales this month, so I’ve got to work harder next month! I… I might not be able to come back and cook as often. You’ll be fine taking care of yourself?”

“Mm, I’m not a child. Of course, I’ll be alright.”

Marcus smiled and gave half of the lobster risotto on his plate to her. Cordelia insisted she did not want it, but the man stared at her and asked in a deep tone, “Do you want me to feed you?”

His words caused Cordelia to duck her head before relenting ultimately.

Josiah. He scanned their surroundings discreetly and, as expected, saw the latter smirking at him from a short distance away. Fredric was standing next to him as well, covering his mouth as best as

Cordelia in an indifferent tone before walking to a corner of the restaurant’s

of lobster risotto with your heads touching… Z,

prompting Josiah to suppress his grin and keep

blame him for having so much to say! Even I’m surprised.” Fredric chuckled. “It seems like

ask something like this for no reason. There had to

time here with Cordelia and forgetting about returning to Centrolis and his actual

a low profile to get prepared,” Marcus replied coolly. “It’s just a roommate situation with Ms. Jenner. Nothing good or bad. I’ll be leaving one

and said

to suggest, “Z, why don’t

thought about it. “Forget about it.

too.” Josiah had learned his lesson. Anything Mr. Z Hamerton said was fine with