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.

not want to bring Zephyr trouble, so he

old street that

lights were sparkling on both sides of the streets with the stalls. Palm trees were planted behind many of the stores. The leaves were swaying with the breeze.

parked his car far away and walked on the street, indulging in the atmosphere of rubbing shoulders with people. He tried snacks, bought

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

is

waved and told the owner that he would look at other things. At that moment,

turned around, he saw an extraordinarily

kind, and she was petite. She stood out among the people, especially

of beauty that he

admired girls who were clean, pretty,

store. That man said he has outstanding embroidery, but I don’t

stunned and laughed out loud. “It’s not good to slander your

truth! Look at mine if you don’t believe

robe, and his eyes lit

embroidery skill, it was top-notch. It was comparable to the products of the seamstresses

this? Nice, right? My work is good, but

and could not help but look at her again. The more he looked, the more he