Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Cordelia and Zephyr rushed to the venue where the new launching would be held despite the night.

The event would be held the following day, but the staff had discovered that over ten haute couture dresses had

varying degrees of damage to them when they ran the regular check tonight. The holes were not too big, but they

affected the appearance, and the garments could barely be used.

One would need to glance at the clothes and know that they had been intentionally ruined.

Cordelia was calm and carefully went through each piece of clothing before she asked, “Weren’t these clothes

delivered three days in advance? Didn’t you all check them properly, then?”

“They were sent by the head designer of each brand personally, and the vehicles they came in were bulletproof.

Our people checked them in detail when they arrived, and there was no issue!”

Zephyr scowled and sent someone to retrieve the surveillance recording.

“Cordelia, stay calm,” he told her with an arm around her. “This venue has the best security in the whole of

Melorian. If this is sabotage, the cameras must have caught it.”

Cordelia’s brows were tightly knitted. “But the launch is tomorrow…”

“Tomorrow’s launch will be canceled,” Zephyr said, calling his secretary. “Send out a notice that the launch of the

new haute couture pieces will be postponed, and the exact time is to be confirmed.”

“Darling…”

Cordelia tugged his sleeve nervously.

The launch of these new haute couture pieces was also part of the International Fashion Week, which everyone

valued. The designers of these dresses were well-known internationally as well.

If the Baker Group ruined the launch, not only would their pride and reputation be lost, but they would also have to

pay a huge compensation.

“It’s fine.” Zephyr held her cold hand. “It’s just postponing the launch, not canceling it entirely. It’s fine to

compensate them a little.

“But my wife’s health comes first. You can’t sacrifice your health just because of this, right?”

Cordelia looked at him with complicated feelings. “I’m the General Manager of this project. I should be bearing this

responsibility.”

“No worries.” Zephyr smiled and hugged her. “Your husband’s here. No one will dare to make things difficult for

you!”

Cordelia felt like crying. “Those on the board of directors will make your life difficult, though!”

“As they please.” Zephyr swiped a finger across her nose. “I’ll bear the responsibility and shoulder the loss. As for

the rest, their mouths are on them. They can say whatever they want!”

“Darling…”

Cordelia buried her face against his chest. His scent pacified her, and his heartbeat gave her an endless sense of

security.

His secretary dashed over. “Mr. Hamerton, the surveillance recording is tricky to retrieve. We might need more

time.”

“Mm.”

“And… how are we placating the designers?”

“I’ll meet them for this.” Zephyr squinted and looked at Cordelia.

He stroked her face and flashed her an indulging smile. “Darling, go home and rest up. Don’t overthink it, and just

sleep!”

“What about you?”

“I’ll stay here. The designers will be here in a while. I’ll negotiate with them and discuss the time and how to patch

this up.”

“I’ll do it with you!”

“No!” Zephyr frowned. “You and our son get a good rest. Leave this to me!”

Not only would he discuss the solution with the designers, but he would also stay there to wait for the surveillance

recording.

He more or less had a guess of who the culprit of this sabotage was, but he needed an exact answer.

He kissed Cordelia’s cheek. “Honey, did you forget who I am?”

“Huh?” Cordelia was still at a loss.

Zephyr smirked and spoke next to her ear huskily, “I’m your superman!”

Cordelia froze before her eyes stung.

“Dear Mrs. Hamerton, the superman’s right in front of you now. What’s your wish?”

“I…” Cordelia thought about it. “I want you to not exhaust yourself and come home earlier to rest too!”

“Okay.” Zephyr smiled. “Your wish is your superman’s command!”

The next morning…

Zephyr updated Cordelia about the discussion of the previous night.

The launch could be postponed but not for too long. Otherwise, the Baker Group could not provide a decent

explanation to the shareholders or set foot in Melorian or even the entire Chaiseland’s fashion industry.

Despite his nonchalance, Cordelia could not help feeling her heart ache for him. She knew he must not have told

her how much pressure he had been under to face those nitpicking board members and how much patience he

needed to deal with the fussy designers.

He was always her superman. No matter what happened, he kept her behind him, well-protected.

Cordelia bit her lips and asked softly, “Have you got the surveillance recording?”

Zephyr’s gaze dimmed, and he pulled his phone out.

There was only a clip. A man in a cap could clearly be seen sneaking in and out of the venue like a thief.

“I’ve found the person.” Zephyr snickered. “He was leaving the country when I found him.”

“From Aunt Hannah?” Cordelia guessed it right away.

Zephyr wrapped an arm around her shoulder and patted it twice.

“Don’t worry. I’ll settle the score with her,” he said seriously. “But not now.”

“Mm, I understand.” Cordelia pressed her lips together. “It’s a critical time for the launch. We aren’t given much

time. Let’s go through this first and talk about the rest later.”

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Zephyr smiled at her. It was wonderful having an intelligent wife. He did not have to waste much energy talking to

her as she was well aware of what was at stake.

“But there’s no way we have enough time to remake the dresses when they’re damaged to this level,” he said.

“These haute couture clothes are hand-sewn, and thoughts have been put into the fabrics used. One piece takes

two to three months to complete.”

Cordelia frowned and was in deep thought.

She called for a discussion with the designers in the afternoon to figure out a feasible solution, but these designers

were eccentric.

Nothing fruitful came out despite the entire afternoon.

Cordelia was frustrated, and the meeting room was stuffy. She went out to get some air and saw Trinity walking

over. The latter knew she was busy and worried about her, so she came right after her course.

“Cordelia, how’s the discussion going?”

Cordelia shook her head glumly.

Trinity hugged her and was going to comfort her when she saw her eyes trained on the lucky charm in front of her

chest.

“This is…”

“Oh.” Trinity chuckled embarrassedly. “Fredric said I can wear the lucky charm on my neck, so I put it on.”

The lucky charm’s embroidery was excellent, and the luxurious peony was gilded in gold. It oozed an exquisite

taste.

Cordelia’s eyes lit up, and she grinned.

“I know it… I know what to do with the holes!”