Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

“Hah, see now?” The man suddenly patted Gia’s shoulder, causing her to shudder as a chill crawled up her back.

“Isn’t it ironic?” He continued, taunting her. “Gia, why is your luck so bad? Her adoptive parents treat her better than your own biological parents ever did! You went through all that trouble trying to hook a rich heir at school, and what happened? She didn’t even have to lift a finger, and the Hamertons’ eldest heir came running to shower her with affection!”

“Enough!” Gia’s nerves were already raw from every word the man uttered, and she raised her head abruptly to glare at him. But fear overwhelmed her, causing her to retreat slowly, her trembling shoulders suppressing her resentment and anger.

The man smirked, patting her shoulder and whistling as he walked away, satisfied with the impact he had made.

It seemed Melvin was right. People like Gia, who couldn’t bear others’ happiness, would be their most powerful weapon.

In Centrolis, Renee finally found an opportunity to shake off all the bodyguards and rushed to the hospital.

Learning from her past mistakes, she avoided the main road and took a small path instead. Disguised in an oversized shirt, jeans, and a wide-brimmed hat, she hoped to remain unnoticed.

She opted for the emergency exit stairs instead of the elevator for safety. Climbing up to the 18th floor, she reached the end of the corridor where the hospital ward was located, and her tense nerves eased slightly.

“Mom, I’m here,” Renee whispered, her voice filled with love and sadness.

The woman on the hospital bed appeared pale, frail, and emaciated. It seemed that the only thing keeping her alive was the cold mask attached to her.

cotton swab with water and gently

twitched, but she did not

the time, she remained unconscious, and when awake, her speech

to herself. “Don’t worry. Dad found

sign the papers, so I did… It’s a document for the transfer of shares in

twitched,

mother could hear, but her frail body

sign and find an excuse to hide it from Uncle Nicholas

her mother’s ear, “I

been absent all these years, and legally, her existence can’t be confirmed.

if Pamela doesn’t exist, I won’t touch what’s rightfully hers… The shares, Sol Entertainment, the Thompson family’s assets—they all belong

mustered a forced smile. “But for now, I have to find a way to

expression eased, and beneath the ventilator, a faint smile seemed to grace her

DNA test sample. I looked into it and found that the sample closely matched

struggled to

evident. “If I can find the real Pamela through the DNA sample, I’ll finally find