Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Carter was soaked in sweat, looking frantic with red-rimmed eyes. He failed to
hold back his tears when he saw Cordelia come for him and went up to grab her.
“Cordelia, something happened at home!”

“What's wrong?”

“Your sister...” He panted. “Yelena took a lot of people home saying that she
wants to chase us out!”

Cordelia felt her ears buzz, and her mind went blank.

“She came with a lot of workers saying she wants to take back the house to
renovate it for her own use! Sis, didn’t your father give the house to our mom?
What right does she have to take it back!?”

Cordelia’s heart thrashed. She panicked for a moment, not understanding why
Yelena would do that.

“Let's go back and have a look first!” She consoled Carter, “We've been living
there for so many years. She can't just take it back like that. There could be
some misunderstanding!”

“What misunderstanding could there be? Yelena must be up to no good!” Carter
fumed. “She took so many people to our place today and chased me out...
Hmph! There are many of them, and I can’t fight them, but Marcus can!”

“What did you say?” Cordelia halted her step and turned pale. “Your brother-in-
law knows about it already?”

“Yeah!” Carter nodded. “Of course, he’s involved when it's something so big!”
“You!” Cordelia glared at him, anxious and angry.

It was only then Carter came to a realization. If Marcus met Yelena, whatever
they had wanted to hide would be exposed!

“Sis, I...” Carter knew that he was at fault. “I didn't do it on purpose. I panicked
and was scared, so I called Marcus!”

Cordelia’s frown was knitted deep. “What did you tell him?”

“I didn’t say much. I just said that there are people causing trouble at home and
sent him the address!”

Cordelia went quiet and pulled out her phone to text Marcus, mentioning nothing
about the house and saying that she suddenly wanted to have the chestnut cake
from the bakery west of the city. She asked him to buy it and send it to her office.
She had been basically attached by the hip with Marcus recently, so he listened
to her very well. She guessed that Marcus would definitely prioritize what she
asked for.

The chestnut cake from that bakery had a long queue. This would buy her time.
She could rush home first, take care of the problem with Yelena, then clear it up
with Marcus.

“Hey, work faster, okay? Why are you taking so long with just a few pieces of
furniture!?”

Yelena stood arrogantly and impatiently in the corridor of the residential building.
The neighbors were all commenting about her. She was pretty but was like a
venomous snake with scheming written all over her face. They guessed that she
could be the Jenner heiress, Cordelia’s half-sister from the same father.
However, the sisters’ ways of conducting themselves were heaven and earth
different.

“What are you looking at!?” Yelena glared at them. “Paupers! You belong to this
pathetic birdcage!”

“Hah, rich missy, if you think this is a birdcage, why take back the house? This is
still their shelter. You Jenners are rich and successful. Would you lack this small
suite?”

“Who do you think you are? What does this have to do with you!? Go away!”
Yelena was haughty. The few kindhearted neighbors were helpless and could
only gulp it down with their fists clenched.

“Faster!” Yelena vented on the movers. “These stupid things aren't that precious!
Let them be broken! That too. What's that box for? Throw it away!”

Cordelia and Carter rushed upstairs.

Although Cordelia did not know what the box contained either, she had seen her
mother’s care and regard for the box. Even when she was in the hospital, barely
sane, she still reminded her to take care of the box during the rare times she was
herself.

Cordelia dashed over and knocked the workers away to guard the box with her
body.

“Do not throw it!”

Yelena froze before her expression tured mocking and dark.

“Why not? This house is my place after it's emptied! I don’t allow others’ filth in
my territory!”

“Nonsense!” Carter stepped up and pointed at Yelena. “This is our home! You're
intruding! I'm calling the police on you!”

Cordelia looked at the mess. They did not have a lot of furniture at home, to
begin with, but the place was currently a mess. Her mother’s clothes were
ransacked and stepped on, now stained.

Cordelia felt a pinch in her nose as rage and grievances rushed up to her. She
slowly got up and stared at Yelena, asking her, “What right do you have to do
this? This is my home!”

“Your home?” Yelena cackled and told her triumphantly, “Not anymore! I need a
studio. Not too close to the city center or itll be too noisy, but it can’t be too far
away, or it'll be an inconvenience. After choosing around, this place's location
and size are just nice. Dad's already agreed to give this place to me!”

Cordelia clenched her fists and did her best to stop herself from shaking. What a
joke!

If Yelena wanted a studio, William could rent her an entire office floor at any time.
Would they have to cause this drama in this mid-range residence?

Yelena was just doing this to force her and her mother to a dead end!

“Cordelia, I'm getting people to renovate the place next. Everything in this house
will be knocked down and rebuilt!” Yelena looked at her coldly. “See if there's
anything you're reluctant to part with and quickly get them out. Consider it my
token for being sisters!”