Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Jim focused on looking up information these few days while Cordelia and Zephyr stayed in his study.

A lot of the materials Jim was going through were not in Chaisene. Fortunately, Zephyr was a decent translator and

translated the materials smoothly.

When Zephyr completed the translation of a whole page of Latiumo, Cordelia could not help her brimming

admiration and gave him a hug.

“Darling, you’re amazing!” She looked at him like a fangirl. “You know Latiumo too?”

How much more about him was what she did not know?

Zephyr felt rather triumphant.

Actually, learning Latiumo was sort of an accident for him.

Josiah had signed up for the Latiumo course, citing that the royal families and nobles of Eropah all picked up

Latiumo and that girls would dig guys who could speak Latiumo, but gave up after three lessons.

In order to have enough credit hours and not jeopardize graduation, Zephyr helped him finish up the rest of the

course.

If he had known that he would receive Cordelia’s starry-eyed gaze, he would have also snatched up the three

lessons that Josiah had gone to!

“No, my grammar isn’t great.” Zephyr chuckled. “I’ve graduated for so long that I most likely gave everything back

to the teacher. I still have to revise it if I have the chance next time.”

Cordelia rested her head on his shoulder with a smile. She liked how humble and nice her husband was!

Zephyr was reveling in the attention just a second earlier but was baffled the next second.

After flipping the page, the large chunks of text were in a language he had never seen.

“Darling, is this Latiumo too?” Cordelia took a proper look.

Zephyr gulped, not knowing how to answer. It was infuriating that he only got to look cool for three seconds…

“This isn’t Latiumo. It’s Reumeni.” Jim took off his glasses and smiled at them. “Reumeni is the language the

nomads use. Where did you find this?”

“Under this stack.” Cordelia pointed. “Uncle Bond, you know Reumeni?”

“Not much.” Jim waved a hand. “But I can read a little… Like the text on this page, I can see it’s poetry… Hmm, love

poetry at that!

“You’re the shining moon, the pearl of Southeast Aciatic, the… the tear god’s left in the world…”

Jim chuckled. “I think the traveling artist wrote this for the princess!”

Cordelia agreed.

They continued looking. Combining the pile of information Zephyr had translated just now and generally

understanding various versions circulating among the common folks, they came to a relatively reliable answer.

The princess already had a marital engagement when she fell in love with the traveling artist. If this had not

happened, her life would turn out like the previous queens—get married, give birth, ascend to the throne, and be

looked up to by her people.

In spite of it, this accident that intruded on her life had completely ruined her.

Cordelia was emotional as she listened while Zephyr wrapped an arm around her shoulder to pat her.

On the other hand, Jim had begun thinking.

“Hmm… Actually, I’d also really like to know where their child is.”

Cordelia jolted. The child could possibly be in Southeast Aciatic.

“Uncle Bond, look here.” Zephyr went through the materials carefully and saw a line that looked like an address

somewhere nondescript.

“Bohl Street? Isn’t it that slum!?”

Jim took a look, and it was correct. It was just that the information was incomplete, and a search on the Internet did

not gather anything too useful.

Cordelia furrowed her brows. “I vaguely remember that Aurelia seemed to have been living on that street.

“Yes, it’s far from Rylands Square, but she didn’t care and frequented there to sing.

“She wouldn’t have run into Neil otherwise!”

Cordelia suddenly had an idea. “Darling, why don’t we go check out the street?”

Zephyr disagreed in the beginning, but Jim agreed to it. He was a meticulous writer, and the things that were

penned in his work had to go through careful scrutiny.

He did not want to miss out even if it was just an address.

Hence, Zephyr could only take the two of them to Bohl Street, bringing along several bodyguards before they

departed.

Cordelia was not unfamiliar with places like this. Before she returned to the Irwins, she had suffered hardships too.

Zephyr did not like the place and stopped them from getting out of the car for safety reasons. The chauffeur drove

around the streets slowly.

Jim looked out the window for inspiration while Cordelia looked out the window… and saw something else!

“Honey, look,” she called for Zephyr. “Over there!”

Zephyr jolted and asked the chauffeur to stop the car by the side before he trailed his gaze after Cordelia’s finger.

There was a man and a woman across the street. They did not look young, probably in their 40s, and they did not

look local either. Two more people were standing across from them…

Cordelia said with certainty, “One serves Carmella, and the other serves Victoria. I can’t be wrong!”

Both servants were speaking to the pair of man and woman. The pair kept smiling, looking like they were happy

with the conversation.

“That’s strange.” Zephyr was also surprised. “Why would they come all the way to Melorian?”

“They’re not following us anyway.” Cordelia lowered her voice. “The issue is with that man and woman…”

Zephyr nodded and thought the same. He asked the chauffeur to park somewhere more discreet and observed the

group from the rearview mirror.

Cordelia somehow felt that this could be related to Aurelia. Why else would it be such a coincidence that these

people were here where Aurelia had been living before?

“Darling.”

“Cordelia.”

Both of them called for each other in unison and exchanged a smile. It seemed that they were thinking of the same

thing again.

Cordelia nodded, and Zephyr pulled out his phone to call the bodyguards.

“When the few of them are done speaking, separate into two groups and catch all of them!

“Watch it. Don’t let them interact in private after they’re done speaking, understand?”

The bodyguards agreed, and a few tall men dressed in black coats appeared in various directions on the street.