Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Before going to meet Chris' parents, Lena had already heard Lina's introduction. Chris' father was Marco Hamerton—not particularly outstanding among the Hamerton descendants, but far from mediocre.

Marco was knowledgeable and gentlemanly. He had little interest in business and had dedicated his life to archaeological research. He was also an honorary professor in the Ancient Literature Department at the University of Centrolis.

His wife, Fleur Warnock, also had quite a background. The Warnocks were a prominent military family, with ancestors stationed on the border that continued to this day. Many members of the Warnocks held important positions in the military, especially in border areas. Fleur's family played a significant role in maintaining peace on the border.

On their way to the meeting, Chris said, "Lenny, my mom's been pampered since childhood. Besides, my grandfather has several sons, but she's his only daughter. As such, she's been doted on. Her temper is a bit... Well, it can be challenging to deal with. She's not very nice to me either. When I was a child, I didn't dare to provoke her. If she says something unpleasant, you..."

"Don't worry." Lena's eyes were clear as she laughed. "I won't argue with the elders. And if they say something unpleasant, I'll take it in stride."

Since she had decided to come with him, she was ready to accept everything about his family.

Chris stopped in his tracks, speaking softly, "What I mean is, if she says something that makes you uncomfortable, don't be afraid. I'm here, and I'll stand up for you!"

"Huh?"

you remember?" He looked at her. "The fine tradition of us Hamerton men is that we never let our women

His strong and steady heartbeat gave her a

was set at Splendor Hotel and was grand

close to the

personally. The servers

with Chris. Facing a menacing thug did not make her fearful, but she was feeling a bit weak in her knees

"Chris, this..."

Chris smiled gently.

arrangement, so Lena did not say anything more. She tucked away her discomfort,

breath when they entered

she wasn't familiar with the

shawl that added to her elegant aura. Even the fringes on her shawl screamed wealth. Fleur silently observed Lena, examining her

hand and

Lena respectfully nodded.