All Chapters of Secret Wife, Real Billionaire: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

He resembled an enraged wolf, exuding a chilling violence that threatened to tear everything apart.Even his kiss bore the weight of his anger.A ripping sound resonated through the air, and Renee’s eyes widened in shock."Ouch..."Her voice finally escaped her throat.It was a relentless game, more like a one-sided exertion of pressure.Marcelo was forcing her to surrender, gradually eliciting cries and pleas from her.He persisted, continuously questioning her actions, as if he were an instructive teacher quizzing a struggling student with an understanding of the subject matter. It was as though he was guiding the timid student to grasp the solutions by example and encouraging them to consciously uncover the underlying principles behind their responses.“I'm not your keeper, and I'm in no position to control you. Right from the start, I've given you your freedom. What on earth do you expect me to do,Marcelo?" Renee shouted, her anger and grievances welling up, tears flowing from her

Outside the studio city, Renee and Susanna ran errands to purchase some everyday essentials.Upon their return, they were met with a group of fans holding banners that read, "Come on, Herman" and "Herman, I love you."“But I thought the cast hadn't made this public? How do they have fans already?"Susanna wondered aloud, just before a commotion erupted.“You wretch! You intentionally made Herman look so ugly," a furious fan yelled, hurling something at Renee.Quick on her feet, Renee grabbed her large shoulder bag and shielded Susanna with her other arm, protecting her from the incoming object.The projectile turned out to be an egg, which burst upon impact against Renee’s Louis Vuitton bag. The enraged woman continued to hurl eggs at Renee, as if channeling her anger into this bizarre attack.Renee then pushed Susanna aside and used her bag as a shield, skillfully deflecting the eggs. Not a single drop of yolk tarni

"Besides, I'm not wearing a mask. You just said I was your wife in the video..."Renee wanted to say something but stopped herself.He had just declared that she was his wife. If the Youtuber decided to share the video online, there was a chance that someone within their social circle might come across it.Marcelo, with his eyes lowered, asked, "You don't want people to know about our marriage?"In the dim light of the night, he positioned himself against the glow, making it challenging for Renee to discern his facial features clearly.She thought he didn’t want that too.Lowering her head, she looked at the floor tiles and replied, "It might be more fitting to keep our marriage...a secret."In this way, they wouldn't receive too much attention.If they separated later, it wouldn't affect them too much.Marcelo stared at Renee for a moment, his face turning colder, and continued walking forward.He announced, "The v

Those descriptions certainly didn't fit Susanna.Marcelo just stared at Renee, saying nothing.She quickly got his point.Renee herself had been described as refined and kind...Clearly, you couldn't always trust what you heard.On her way to the film set, she remembered something Alyssa had mentioned a name associated with Lambert. The name was Carole Lambert.***********Outside the studio city, Susanna got into the passenger seat of the Bentley. She studied the young man driving.Quietly, she said, "I'm sorry...""For what?" he asked. He looked sophisticated and uttered softly, yet his presence felt somehow powerful.Susanna stared at her palm lines silently, not uttering a word.The man questioned her, "Do you realize your mistake? Where did you go wrong?"Confused, Susanna looked up. "I don't believe I was in the wrong. I wasn't involved with that crazy fan. It was Herman."She had a valid point.The man, irritated, chuckled. "Then why apologize?""I did so because I upset you,"

However, as Marcelo thought more about the video,the image of Renee dancing in grand attire in front of a multitude of people on the set crossed his mind. Many eyes were fixed on her during those moments.Although he hadn't personally witnessed her dance, others had the privilege of doing so.Thinking of this,he felt a sense of discontent.***************Later that night,Renee received a picture message.The image captured a moment from her dance earlier that day.Initially,she was uncertain whether to be surprised about why Marcelo possessed this picture or that he had sent her a message with an attached image.She dialed his number.The call connected promptly."Hello."Not having heard his voice for a few days, her heart raced a bit faster now."Why do you have a picture of my dance?" Renee inquired, "Did the director forward it to you?"Instead of a direct answer, Marcelo stated, "Renee, you have never performed classical dance for me."She sensed an unexplained tinge of jealousy