Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Lina struggled to get up, her body aching. She crawled toward Renee, exerting all her effort. They tightly held each other’s hands, seeking comfort and support.

The men who entered the room wore stoic expressions, but their eyes burned with intensity. As the sound of heels echoed, they positioned themselves on either side, creating a path through the narrow space.

“What do you think you’re doing? Have you lost your minds!?” A woman’s voice pierced the air, resonating like a loud bell. The girls remained motionless as she unleashed her anger.

The entire cabin seemed to be engulfed in a suffocating atmosphere, overwhelmed by the weight of the woman’s presence.

Arms crossed, she demanded in a cold tone, “Who started this? Show yourselves!”

No one uttered a word, but all eyes shifted toward the girl who had instigated the commotion.

“Hah, I knew it, even if no one confesses.” The woman walked slowly, assuming a condescending posture before the girl. “You again, Rose?”

Rose’s earlier arrogance vanished at that moment, and she prostrated herself at the woman’s feet, begging and sobbing.

The woman grew irritated by the sight, waving her hand to signal the men to take Rose away.

Rose’s anguished shrieks pierced through the calmness Lina had managed to uphold.

the shrieks subsided outside, fading into the

panic reflected in the eyes of those around them conveyed a sense

is the fate of

girls lowered their heads, not

gaze fell upon the two girls

head, her heart pounding the moment her eyes met

did this happen!?” The woman’s forehead

and Renee could comprehend the situation, someone seized their arms, and the woman nearly

the cramped and repulsive cabin, they finally realized the enormity of the ship. It was a floating palace, exuding luxury as it

had been confined to was

woman led them to

clean

someone fetched clothing for

chin. “That’s the bathroom. Go wash up

Renee exchanged glances, clutching the clothes tightly, unsure of what

and scoffed. “Do you want me to

herself, determined to gather information about their situation first. “Miss,

her sentence, the woman’s scoff cut her off. “Don’t tell me