Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

“Why are you glaring at me?” Cordelia was exasperated by how he looked.

“Cordelia, you…”

Zephyr did not know how to continue his sentence. Should his tone be hard or soft? Should he act tough or

negotiate with her? How was he supposed to be more indirect when he talked to her, and how should he mull over

his word choice…

Zephyr pursed his lips, and his originally cold face looked darker.

“Alright, I know what you want to say.” Cordelia smiled and intertwined their fingers together as she looked at him

innocently.

“This is your mom’s instruction. To sign Neil to our company no matter what. We have to agree no matter how

harsh his conditions are.”

“Why?” Zephyr suddenly raised his voice.

Cordelia was startled and stared at him dumbly.

Zephyr coughed. “I mean… There isn’t just one award-winning actor in showbiz. Why must it be him?”

If it were possible, he would chase Neil out of the entertainment industry!

“Yeah, there are plenty of award-winning actors, but one who can act, has popularity, and has a huge amount of

fans… There’s only him!”

Zephyr really wanted to roll his eyes.

“Before the company became Imperial Media, it hadn’t been doing much. It was under the Hamerton Group, but it

wasn’t managed to its potential,” Cordelia said softly. “Imperial Media’s just starting to come up now, but it’s no

rival against its peers…

“So we really need someone significant to represent the company!”

Zephyr stayed silent.

Cordelia knew that this meant he was angry but was holding it in.

Her voice was very soft. “Zephyr, I’m meeting Neil for work. You wouldn’t be so petty, right?”

She regretted it a little as soon as she spoke.

What did she mean by saying he was petty? If she put herself in his shoes, she might be pettier if Zephyr told her

that he would eat with Nelly for work tomorrow. She would also be jealous and possibly shove or pinch him.

What about him? He was just simmering in anger and could not even bear to talk to her any louder.

Cordelia beamed in bliss and cuddled him, wrapping her arms around him and clinging to him like an octopus.

Zephyr gave in the moment she acted like this. He reached out to poke her head but was worried he would hurt her

and ended up swiping her nose.

“Don’t worry. I’m not that petty.” He smiled. What he meant was: “Go ahead. I’ll send someone to follow you.”

“Where are you meeting? I can set it up for you.”

That meant: “I have to know your whereabouts.”

Cordelia grinned and told him an address honestly.

‘They are going to meet at Splendor Dynasty?’ Zephyr nodded. He did not even have to do this on his own.

“Don’t worry. I’ll inform the hotel manager and ask for the best arrangement.” Zephyr smiled. “I’m a shareholder in

Imperial Media too. I should do what I can.”

That was more like: “If Neil dares have any ulterior thoughts, I’ll do my best to make him disappear from the

entertainment industry.”

Cordelia looked at him with a pure gaze. To her, Zephyr was graceful and generous, knowledgeable with an open

heart, not simply jealous, and would recover being rational even when he did get jealous—basically a perfect man

who trusted her 100%.

“Honey…” Her voice was soft. “Why are you so nice?”

He rubbed her hair and chuckled.

“Haven’t you always called me a superman?”

“Mm-hmm.”

“So when you have a request, your superman only has two words. That’s…”

He went closer to her ear and uttered softly in a deep and husky voice, “Yes, ma’am.”

…

Nelly went back to the Tanners’ residence, huffing and puffing.

She threw her high heels once she entered.

The servants did not dare approach her, seeing that she was in a bad mood, but the old butler who had been taking

care of her went up to say, “Ms. Tanner, a Ms. Jenner’s been waiting for you at the side lounge.”

‘Ms. Jenner?’ Just nice!’ Nelly had rage brewing in her that she had nowhere to vent!

She went to the lounge and slapped Yelena hard the moment she opened the door.

Yelena’s family background was unlike hers, but she had never suffered such a grievance either! She screamed and

glared at Nelly. “What are you doing!?”

“Hah, more like what do you want?” Nelly was overbearing as she pressed on. “Yelena, I gave you a studio and

fulfilled all your requests. Are you playing me as a fool? I gave you all that in exchange for your intel, not your

nonsense!”

“I…” Yelena looked lost. “What nonsense?”

“Cordelia can speak Feransai. Very fluently too, at that!” growled Nelly. “But what did you tell me!?”

“N-No!” Yelena panicked. “I grew up with Cordelia and went to the same school with her. Her grades have always

been fluctuating. It’s bad!”

“Really?” Nelly gnashed her teeth. “Then what’s she like during exams?”

“That’s where it’s weird!” Yelena looked at her. “The b*tch didn’t do well usually, but whenever there was an exam,

she knew everything!”

“You…” Nelly nearly exploded in a fury.

It was no wonder William, Yelena’s own father, looked down on her as well! The Jenner Group probably would not

last long if it was passed to her, given her intelligence!

Yelena finally caught up to the events. “Ms. Tanner, you… didn’t succeed today?”

Nelly breathed out a long exhale.

“Succeed? Hah!” She sneered. “I was embarrassed in public!”

She slowly walked to the couch and slumped on it tiredly, propping her legs up on the stool. She wanted to drink but

was too lazy to fetch the wine, so she asked Yelena to do it.

Yelena pursed her lips. She resented Nelly but had to act courteously and friendly with her because she wanted to

wipe out Cordelia through her!

“Ms. Tanner, don’t… Don’t feel too bad!” Yelena thought of another trick. “It’s simple to set up that b*tch. There’s

still a trump card Mr. Yale hasn’t played!”

“What?”

“Marcus Grist!”

Nelly paused. This might be a good idea… Yet, she was afraid that getting Marcus involved would anger Zephyr and

the whole Hamertons would not welcome her.

“It’s feasible to let Marcus destroy Cordelia.” Nelly sneered darkly.

She looked up at Yelena, the latter stood before her cautiously, and she gestured for her to crouch and massage

her legs.

“Where’s Marcus?”

“My house,” Yelena replied with a smile. “Mr. Matthew and Mr. Yale instructed me to find a safe place to shelter

Marcus, as he could be of use in the future!”

Nelly smirked. “Isn’t he now?”