Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Alexander returned to the palace like a lost soul. It felt as if his energy had been sucked as he sank into the couch weakly.

What Victoria said echoed in his ears.

“Get rid of Aurelia for me! When I sit on the throne and get married to Neil, I guarantee that your secret will remain a secret forever! Also, I can give the Irwins better treatment… Doesn’t Zephyr have a son? He’s Mr. Irwin’s grandson. I will knight him, making him the most glorious kid in the entire Southeast Aciatic!”

Alexander kept rubbing between his eyebrows. When he looked up and looked at the crystal plate on the table, he did not see his favorite pineapple among the fruits. He crushed the plate from anger!

All of the guards were shocked. They stood where they were, not daring to breathe loudly.

The prince was usually nice, and he was polite to people. Many guards in the palace were eager to stay with him.

However, it was odd for him to throw a tantrum today…

Alexander took a deep breath—he was irritated. He put on a robe and ran out.

He drove his fast car and prohibited anyone from following him. It was loud when he stepped on the gas and drove fast on the quiet mountain road.

Alexander drove aimlessly. He arrived in the south of Irwin Manor and stopped near the villa Zephyr and Cordelia were living in. The lights were on in the house. He would hear peals of laughter every now and then. He seemed to have calmed down after watching for a while and smiled.

did not want to bring Zephyr

old street that Neil

the stalls. Palm trees were planted behind many of the stores. The leaves were swaying with the breeze. Coupled with the colorful lights,

the atmosphere of rubbing shoulders with people. He tried snacks, bought spices, and even saw a robe he liked. It was just

“Sir, the embroidery on our clothes is outstanding! It is absolutely

is

he would look at other things. At that moment, a sweet voice caught his attention. “Sir, would

he saw an

were kind, and she was petite. She stood out among the people, especially with her chestnut

kind of beauty

admired girls who were

in our store. That man said he has outstanding embroidery, but

was stunned and laughed out loud. “It’s not good

truth! Look at mine if

a man’s robe, and his eyes

it was top-notch. It was comparable to the products of

My work is good, but

at her again. The more he looked, the more he