Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Seeing Chris' restless expression, Fleur smiled at Sasha and gave her hand a reassuring pat. "Lenny, stay here for a moment. I'll check the kitchen."

"Madam Hamerton, you..." Sasha was taken aback. Was this elegant lady, who rarely got her hands dirty, actually cooking for Lena?

"Don't you adore my deep-fried fish the most? I've made one today, and I must show you my culinary skills!"

Sasha's face lit up, and she eagerly agreed with Fleur.

Fleur maintained her smile and called out to Chris, "Son, come to the kitchen and lend me a hand!"

Unable to contain his excitement, Chris followed Fleur out of the living room.

Although Sasha was now alone in the living room, she felt at ease. She glanced around, taking in the grandeur of the Hamerton estate, which exceeded her expectations.

Splendor Mountain was firmly under the Hamerton family's domain, with most of the relatives residing in this area. Marco's residence occupied the most picturesque corner of the estate. Chris had his own separate dwelling, but he usually stayed with his parents.

traditional arts and antiques, and the family boasted an extensive collection. As she admired the exquisite pieces of jade and ceramics on display, each showcasing elegant

marry Chris, considering he was Marco's only son, would all these treasures

grinned, envisioning a future of wealth

leaving the living room. She closed the door and turned

"Mom—"

finish his sentence, Fleur raised

already know," she said gravely. "This is

had she ever prepared deep-fried fish for Lena? Also, the Hamertons typically served braised Sterlet Sturgeon to their guests. With Lena visiting so frequently, how

had a strange feeling these past two days! Lenny... Something must have happened to her! I

down for a moment?" Fleur looked at her son with a hint of disdain. "You're a former special forces soldier, and you're acting so impulsively? Were you this impetuous during missions as well? You've encountered significant challenges. How can you place your faith in superstitious signs like a strange

"Mom!"

that this

Lenny!" Chris practically

his current certainty, he berated himself for taking nearly an entire day. Who knew what could have transpired during