Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

“What?” Fred’s eyes sparkled with excitement as he expressed his surprise.

Zuko leaned forward, a faint smile curling at the corner of his lips. “I said I’ll help you rise to power! But there is one condition you must agree to.”

Fred furrowed his brows slightly, intrigued by Zuko’s proposition.

Despite the age difference, the young man standing before Fred exuded a certain aura that surpassed his own.

Fred was well aware of Zuko’s background as a Hamerton, and since arriving in Southeast Aciatic, he had learned about the intricate connections between the Hamertons and the royal family in the region. Zuko had been bestowed with a noble title from a young age.

As a pragmatic person, Fred realized he had no other viable options but to cooperate with the young Count. He took a deep breath and nodded. “I will follow your lead, Mr. Hamerton!”

“Very well.” Zuko poured coffee into a cup with a relaxed and elegant demeanor. He savored the taste and chuckled softly. “The flavor is quite good as well.

“Now, let’s discuss the trade I mentioned…”

Zuko locked eyes with Fred, acknowledging his capabilities. “You are a capable individual. However, the Grists have been suppressing you due to your status as an illegitimate child, which is undeniably unfair.”

eyes reflecting a complex mix

his psychological state, but when presented with the right opportunity, he was willing to

softly, Zuko continued. “With Violet facing trouble and the Grist Group in chaos, they have sent you here to diminish your influence. But fear not. I will mobilize

they want to lure the tiger out of its mountain, we will employ their own strategy against them.” Zuko smirked.

joy and hope surged, leaving him staring at Zuko

not sure what you mean by using their own strategy against

for the Hamertons to acquire a company?” Zuko

upper management, allowing those deemed necessary to remain and those deemed unnecessary to depart. This meant that Fred would fall completely under Zuko’s control, which, in his opinion, was a far better outcome than being suppressed by his cold-hearted relatives in the

adopted a solemn and serious expression as he spoke. “Mr. Hamerton, I am wholeheartedly dedicated to serving

that his words did justice to the gratitude he felt toward

table, resembling an ancient warrior taking a blood oath. He locked eyes with

Zuko couldn’t stop him in

“Cough, cough, cough…”

horribly bitter taste overwhelmed Fred’s tongue as the coffee went down, nearly driving him

to bear witness to