Married a Secret Billionaire

Chapter 30

Marcus’ gaze was firm as he smiled softly at Cordelia. He then turned to Jesse with a callous, bloodthirsty expression. His gaze was like a sharp knife that could slit the man’s throat.

The security guards at the hotel entrance were about to step forward but were forced back by Marcus’ icy gaze.

Jesse was intimidated by his commanding presence as well and was now shaking like a leaf. “W- Who… Who are you?”

He scrambled up from the floor and staggered to regain his balance.

“Who are you? How—How dare you hit me in broad daylight? I—”

Marcus skipped talking to him. Instead, he went up to Jesse and yanked him by his collar, dragging him to the back of the hotel as though he was nothing but a chick.

Cordelia was worried about Marcus being at a disadvantage, so she hurriedly followed him. However, before she could reach him, she heard wails for mercy from the back.

Jesse was bruised like a peach as he got on his knees, his hands hugging his head. Marcus landed a kick on his chest. Before he could get up, Marcus had hit his head and slammed half of his face under his foot!

Jesse cried even louder. “B-Bro! Sir! I was wrong! I was wrong! I won’t dare do it again!”

“Stay away from her from now on.” Marcus’ face was blank, and his tone was frosty. “If I see you harassing my wife again, I won’t let you off the hook so easily.”

Jesse widened his eyes in shock. He squirmed on the ground like a worm, his lower jaw nearly dislocated after Marcus stepped on it.

Marcus looked down, his gaze shifting to Jesse’s crotch. There was a patch of liquid under the man in that area. He snorted and lifted his foot abruptly in disgust.

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Jesse could care less about the pain he was in as he fled in a panic, nearly running into Cordelia.

Cordelia was astonished by how pathetic he had ended up being and thought that a tough fight had taken place. She hurried over to check if Marcus was hurt, but the man flung his sleeves and walked off from the back, looking indifferent.

Cordelia’s eyes turned wet as she beamed in relief and snuggled up to him.

“Will I… get you into trouble?” Marcus asked in a deep tone. “I beat your superior up.”

Cordelia shook her head fervently.

“Your husband only knows how to fight,” Marcus said with a chuckle as he ran his hand through her long hair. “You’ve got to get used to it.”

When Cordelia looked up at him, their eyes met and they broke out into hearty laughter together.

Marcus petted her head and said, “Why don’t you quit this job? You don’t make much, and it’s so tough. You’ve basically got a grudge against your superior now. He might pick on you harder from now on.”

“He won’t.” Cordelia giggled.

Marcus was slightly taken aback when he saw her pull a small recording pen from her pocket. She pressed the switch and the conversation they’d had just now was heard clearly.

“You’re much better than that b*tch Karine.

“Lia, I can give you everything but a status if you’re with me!

“I can introduce you to more clients and help you close more sales… As long as you please me…”

Marcus squinted. His gaze on Cordelia grew more meaningful.

The girl had actually stayed calm and composed during that critical situation and had even recorded evidence of her harassment. This way, Jesse would not dare act recklessly no matter how much he wanted to pick on her. Once the evidence was laid out, his reputation would be gone and he would even offend Karine. He would definitely lose his place on the corporate ladder!

“Hah, my wife is so smart!” Marcus praised her.

Looking triumphant, Cordelia jutted her chin out and giggled. “Of course!”

“But who’s Lia? Aren’t you Yelena?”

“…”

Cordelia blanched, her legs nearly giving out and causing her to fall. Marcus kept an arm around her waist with a cryptic smile on his sculpted face. There was a sense of pressure mixed in his manliness that pulled at Cordelia’s conscience.

“Um…” She racked her mind to come up with something. “I am Yelena. Lia is my nickname.”

“Why’d that man know your nickname?”

Cordelia pressed her lips together as her ears reddened and heated up.

“I… I don’t know where he heard it either.” She braced herself to keep lying. “He might have heard my friends call me that when we were in university, so he mimicked them…

“He’s crazy anyway. What a pervert! You did a good job today, darling!” Cordelia flashed Marcus a timid grin. “I’ll make you barbecue ribs and pan-seared salmon tonight as a reward!”

Marcus smiled and stopped pushing the question. Instead, he pulled the girl into his arms and left the hotel with her.

…

The next day, gossip broke out in the office. Everyone either avoided Cordelia once they saw her or whispered comments behind her back.

The moment Cordelia entered the building, she felt their discriminating gazes and guessed that word had gotten around about Jesse being beaten up. It had to do with her anyway, so she was not shirking responsibility. If they did force her into a corner, though, she would not just give in!

“Cordelia, come here!” Her coworker, Annie Ambrose, called her over softly.

Cordelia paused and followed Annie to the corner of the hallway.

Annie was kind and bubbly and was usually the closest to her. Now that something had happened, she was the most concerned for her as well.

“Cordelia.” Annie looked troubled. “Did you hear what people say about you?”

“I know. Is it because Jesse got beaten up?” Cordelia asked directly. “But there was a cause. If the higher-ups want to investigate the case, I’ll—”

“That’s not all!” Annie interrupted her in a hushed voice. “Cordelia, are you hiding something from everyone?”