Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Marcus chuckled a little bit over the phone.

However, the meaning of it was unclear. Josiah could not figure out why he did
that, so he braced himself by asking, “Mr. Z... Why did she come to me? For
work?”

Marcus paused. Upon recalling Cordelia had been researching Josiah the entire
night, the uneasiness he felt came rushing back.

“Because you're good-looking!” He hung up the phone after saying that angrily.
Josiah spent the entire day in fear.

In the end, he decided to wait. He would wait to see what Cordelia would do next
and would play it by ear then.

Later on, Cordelia waited at the Splendor Dynasty’s entrance on her own.

The building, as magnificent as a castle, was lit bright tonight. It was
extraordinarily lively. There were luxury cars parked everywhere on the property.
Some people landed their private helicopters on the helipad behind the hotel.
Those who were invited were of high status.

Cordelia’s plain outfit did not fit in the event at all.

She tried her best to hide behind the pillar to avoid the crowd. Nevertheless, she
would look around every now and then, worried that she may have missed
Josiah.

However, everyone dressed in elegant dazzle here, while all luxury cars looked
almost the same. It was rather tough to find someone among them.

Cordelia sighed. She continued to wait while holding the documents.

Soon, she saw a few familiar faces walking toward her.

She was shocked, but it was too late for her to run. Yelena coughed loudly and
yelled, “Cordelia?”

William and the stepmother, Joanne Garcia, suddenly stopped walking.

Cordelia slowly showed her face from behind the pillar. She looked awkward as
she nodded to greet them.

“Cordelia?” William was nothing less surprised than her. “W-Why are you here?”
She bit her lip and remained silent.

Yelena crossed her arms. Stepping on her heels, she circled Cordelia to take a
good look at her and scoffed. “Do you think you belong here? Don't tell me you're
here for the Hamertons’ ball as well?”

“What? What makes you think that you belong here?” Joanne chimed in.
“Cordelia, did you not look at yourself in the mirror before you came? Aren't you
embarrassed to be dressed like this for such an event? You want Mr. Z to take a
liking to you when you look like this? He might be disgusted even if you threw
yourself at him!”

“That's right! You're married. Instead of staying home with your useless husband,
you came here to embarrass yourself! Or are you just like your mother, that you
just have to seduce men?”

Yelena and Joanne threw insults at Cordelia. They did not want to miss any
opportunities to humiliate her.

Cordelia felt as if there was a rock pressing on her heart.

She knew that her mother had done something shameful back then and was well
aware that she was an illegitimate daughter. Therefore, she lived her life tipping
her toe. She even substituted Yelena to marry Marcus.

When would they ever let her go?

She took a deep breath in with her fists clenched. She was shaking a little bit.
William glanced at her with a frown. “Cordelia, are you really here for the ball?”
“No,” she replied softly. “I'm here for work. I'm waiting for someone.”

“Work?” Yelena snickered in mockery. “Ahh, I almost forgot my sister is soaring in
that Bowfest Foreign Trading. I heard you're being promoted to a supervisor?
“Wow, a promotion sure comes fast for you! Sigh. You're working so hard to feed
your useless husband. How many men did you sleep with to be promoted so
quickly?”

“Stop slandering me, Yelena!” Cordelia’s face turned pale. “You're violating my
reputation by making things up. I can totally sue you!”

“Wow, you know the law? Sue me, then!”

Yelena was boastful. She pointed her finger at Cordelia and then poked her
head.

Her sharp and long nail scratched Cordelia’s scalp. Before she could react to the
pain, Yelena grabbed her collar and shoved her hard!

Cordelia staggered, fell backward, and the documents in her hands scattered
everywhere.

Cordelia picked them up in panic while Yelena glanced at her in disdain. Just
when she was going to step on the back of her hand, a middle-aged man in a suit
walked out of the hotel.

Joanne tucked at Yelena and signaled her. “Let's get away from this b*tch. We
should quickly make our way to the banquet hall!”

The people around greeted the man as he walked over.

He walked directly to Cordelia. He bowed and looked at the crowd with a polite
smile.

“Are you Ms. Jenner from Jangasas?”

“Yes, that’s right!” Yelena and Joanne rushed forward with obsequious smiles.
“We're the Jenners. I'm Ms. Jenner!

“Are you here to welcome us? Please lead the way, then!”

Cordelia’s eyes dimmed. Her hair was messy, and she looked clumsy with the
pile of messy documents.

She knew that the man was not asking for her, so she backed off quietly. Never
had she thought the man would clear his throat and say louder, “I'm sorry, the
Ms. Jenner I'm asking for is Cordelia Jenner!”

“What?” Everyone was dumbfounded.

Even Cordelia stood where she was, frozen. It took her a while to snap back to
her senses.