Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

The hall recovered its order. Everyone interacted as if what happened just now
did not exist. In their talks privately, though, mockery about Giselle was made.
Marcus pulled Cordelia to dance. The latter was not good at it, but no one could
see that with the man’s lead. They gained a round of applause after the song
ended.

Giselle was shaking in anger while Yelena glared at her.

“Useless!”

“Yelena, you—"

“Don't you label yourself as a socialite? Don’t men buzz around you?” Yelena
was fuming. “You can’t even take care of Marcus! Look at your cowardly
response once he said that he had killed someone! What are you if not useless?”
Giselle pressed her lips together. She was also disgruntled. She had agreed with
Yelena that they would embarrass Cordelia at the dinner, only for it to turn out to
be herself.

When she first met Marcus, she was also attracted by the latter's tall and
handsome appearance. When he told her that he had killed someone with a
smile, though, the dark sharpness in his gaze, the bone-chilling frost in his smile,
and the sense of pressure he exuded all sent chills down her spine.

She must have been bored of life to seduce a murderer!

Giselle said after a moment of silence, “Yelena, we can win this back!”

Yelena was still fuming as she glared at Cordelia, who was farther away.
“Whatever method it is, the goal will be achieved as long as you overpower
Cordelia, right?” Giselle spoke in a hushed tone. “Her man has a shameful past,
but your man is different!”

Yelena paused. “What do you mean?”

“Don’t you have a photo with Mr. Z Hamerton?”

Yelena's expression took a change while Giselle began to scroll through her
phone, coming up with a photo a while later.

“Yelena, see!” She looked thrilled. “Didn’t you send this to me during the
Hamerton’s dinner back then? This is Centrolis’ Hamertons! How many people at
the dinner tonight have been there? You're the only one!

“Just you wait. I'll win this back for you so that little b*tch Cordelia is
embarrassed!”

Before Yelena could stop her, Giselle was gone.

As the dinner went on, Cordelia was done networking with her clients. She met
Marcus’ gaze, and they smiled in unison.

“Want to go?”

“Mm.”

Cordelia had never liked events with a lot of people.

Marcus pointed at the door at the side of the hall.

He had already done a search! Cordelia was ecstatic. She held his hand and was
darting there quietly when she heard a peal of laughter behind her.

“Sigh, what's the point of looking good like Cordelia’s husband? Someone with a
criminal record is tainted wherever he goes!”

Cordelia halted her steps. Marcus had an arm around her shoulder and shook his
head at her with a smile to ask her to ignore it. However, the voice kept getting
into her ears.

“That suit looks decent, but it's not like he has turned into a prince wearing the
royal gown! Hah, Cordelia’s nothing like her sister... See, her sister, Yelena, has
taken a photo with Mr. Z Hamerton before!”

Marcus could not help stopping with a slight frown as well when he heard this.