Cordelia assumed that Marcus would hug her and keep her in his warm and secure embrace, but seconds ticked by, and she did not get the sense of security she anticipated.She widened her eyes when she saw Marcus actually approaching Giselle and extending a hand!Cordelia’s heart thumped, and all her blood seemed to be rushing to her head.“See? Men are realistic too.” Someone snickered. “Ms. Lawler doesn’t have a good reputation, but she’s a real heiress. How could Cordelia compare to her?”“Sigh, her own husband’s helping another woman in public… Cordelia’s so pitiful. She treasures the man so much, but now…”“That’s why you can’t dote on men!”Cordelia’s mind went blank as she stood frozen, feeling a pang in her heart.“Honey, you—”“Darling, you nearly injured Ms. Lawler.” Marcus smiled and turned to Giselle. “Are you okay?”Surprised at the affection, Giselle quickly caught Marcus’ hand.“Of course, I’m fine now with your concern!” Giselle smiled widely. “Handsome, let’s d
The hall recovered its order. Everyone interacted as if what happened just now did not exist. In their talks privately, though, mockery about Giselle was made.Marcus pulled Cordelia to dance. The latter was not good at it, but no one could see that with the man’s lead. They gained a round of applause after the song ended.Giselle was shaking in anger while Yelena glared at her.“Useless!”“Yelena, you—”“Don’t you label yourself as a socialite? Don’t men buzz around you?” Yelena was fuming. “You can’t even take care of Marcus! Look at your cowardly response once he said that he had killed someone! What are you if not useless?”Giselle pressed her lips together. She was also disgruntled. She had agreed with Yelena that they would embarrass Cordelia at the dinner, only for it to turn out to be herself.When she first met Marcus, she was also attracted by the latter’s tall and handsome appearance. When he told her that he had killed someone with a smile, though, the dark sharpness
Giselle showed off in the crowd holding her phone. The photo on the screen did show Yelena with a man.“Don’t know him, right? This is Mr. Z Hamerton! Yelena was at his welcoming dinner!”“The third heir of Centrolis’ Hamertons?”“Of course! He’s the real rich man!”Everyone looked at Yelena enviously. They knew that Mr. Z Hamerton kept a low profile. He had never made an official appearance in the media to this day, and people who got to meet him were few and far between.Not only had Yelena been invited to the Hamerton’s event, but she had even taken a photo with Mr. Z. It was an immense honor.Compliments and flattery sounded one after another.Yelena had a guilty conscience. She had not wanted Giselle to broadcast it like that, but since no one exposed her, she accepted the admiration in peace. So what if Cordelia was the one who had gone in that night? If she dared speak a word about it, she would have ways to take care of her!Yelena looked around and saw Cordelia and Mar
The commanding presence that the man naturally exuded stunned even Oliver, who had seen countless people.“Mr. Jones, look!” Someone passed the phone to him. “This is Ms. Yelena Jenner’s photo with Mr. Z Hamerton!”“You guys were talking about this just now?”“Yeah!”Oliver looked at Yelena, who kept her composure and looked arrogant.Oliver smiled politely at first, but his smile soon froze.“Ms. Jenner.” He looked at her. “Are you sure this is Mr. Z?”Yelena was alarmed, and the way she looked at him was nervous.“H-How… is it not?” She forced herself to calm down. After all, no one had seen what Zephyr looked like. At least not in this small dinner, no.“It was Mr. Z Hamerton’s welcome-back dinner that day. Our family was invited to Centrolis.” Yelena looked nonchalant as she checked her manicured nails. “The dinner’s huge, with the wealthiest people around the world all gathered there. It was a real eye-opener!“I wonder if you’ve been, Mr. Jones.”Yelena snorted. Oliver
“You… All of you, shut up!” Yelena was furious from her embarrassment and turned to run away. However, she sprained her foot on her high heel and hissed in pain.Cordelia stood next to her, coldly watching her pathetic state. She had brought this upon herself.Cordelia pursed her lips. She did not sympathize with Yelena. It was just that she was also a Jenner, so she was one with Yelena to the outsiders. How could she not be embarrassed when she had a family like this?Before Yelena left, she glared daggers at Cordelia and nearly crushed her teeth from how hard she was gritting them.Oliver smiled and looked at the crowd. “It’s a misunderstanding. Go on with the event!”The dinner resumed. Cordelia was not in the mood anymore and was going to turn around when Oliver called out for her from the back.“Ms. Jenner, please hold on.”Cordelia could only turn around and greet the man.Oliver noticed the jade ring on her hand and looked at Marcus, who was beside her. “Aren’t you intro
Marcus smiled back at her and held her hand.“Yeah, we’ve gotten a real good deal.”With how the husband and wife were chorusing each other, it would be tactless for Oliver to pursue the matter further. Thus, he came up with an excuse and left.After some effort, Cordelia left the event with Marcus through the side door.As both of them walked on the street behind the hotel, the night was bright with the moon and scattered stars. The air was fresh with the fragrance of plants exclusive to this season, and it felt reinvigorating as the breeze blew.There were even fireflies in the bushes, blinking and complementing the dark blue sky.Cordelia smiled and rested her head against Marcus’ shoulder. They strolled slowly, enjoying the rare leisure and quiet.“Why did you say that just now?” Marcus suddenly asked her.Cordelia paused and answered softly, “You mustn’t want Oliver to know too much about us, right?”“How did you know?”“You’re my husband. Of course I know you!” Cordelia
Marcus was rendered speechless. “Wifey, I thought we’d not be talking about Mr. Z anymore?”…Oliver waited outside Matthew’s private club.The club was beneath Splendor Mountain. It was very hidden. Apart from the dense broadleaf plants around, there were rows of bodyguards in sunglasses and suits. They were watching expressionlessly.Someone finally came out after a long wait and invited Oliver in courteously.Matthew had just finished with his spa. He lay on the soft deck chair with someone kneeling next to him, giving him a massage.Oliver recognized the smell of the top-grade cigar as soon as he entered.“Sir, this is… Laroux from Nesarus, right?”“You’ve got a great nose!” Matthew glanced at him at the side of his eye. He lifted his chin to get his men to get Oliver a stool.Oliver showed a fawning smile and sat straight on the stool.“Why are you here?” Matthew’s eyes were half closed. He was puffing on the cigar and looked like he was indulging. He was arrogant toward
“But sir, I found out that—”Matthew's phone rang when Oliver was going to tell him about the emerald ring. His subordinate brought his phone, so Matthew warned Oliver with his eyes, getting him to shut his mouth immediately.Matthew got up slowly to pick up the phone. He only returned after a while.He glared coldly at Oliver when he returned. “Leave.”“Sir?”“Zephyr is in Melorian, Chaiseland!” Matthew had used up all of his patience. “He’s going to Ricos tomorrow, then Puarvis the day after! Where the hell did you get this useless information!?”He tossed the document about Marcus into the air, and the papers fell like snow.Oliver was stunned. Subsequently, Matthew’s subordinate showed him a video. The person had his back facing the camera, but one could see that he was dressed in expensive clothes.The background of the scene was Melorian’s landmark building—the Rylands Square.“T-That’s impossible!”“Why is it impossible?” Matthew rolled his eyes at him. “I’d recognize