Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Zachary gazed at her, feeling utterly helpless. He switched on the TV, and a surveillance video popped up, revealing Lena inside the secret room.

Lena sat huddled in a dim corner, clutching her knees tightly.

She kept count of the days—this marked her third day there. It hadn't been long but felt like an eternity in this gloomy environment.

Surveying her surroundings, she found no escape route. Facing whoever lurked beyond was equally challenging. She had no choice but to wait for an opportunity.

During these days, Zachary diligently delivered her meals. Even though they lacked flavor, she ate every crumb. She understood that losing hope wasn't an option in such dire circumstances. She had to wait patiently, preserve her energy, and prepare for her escape.

Zachary paused the video and turned to Sasha, his eyes searching for answers.

"Do you... truly want me to eliminate her?" he asked.

Sasha was visibly irritated and rolled her eyes. "Why do you have so much to say?"

Zachary sighed again. "Even if you're not twin sisters, Lena... She's far from ordinary, and eliminating her won't be easy."

"What are you getting at?" she asked.

and sleep in these conditions. What does that

snapped. "Zachary,

aback, Zachary

me. When I was

"Sasha..."

"You're just a stray dog my mother rescued! What right do you have to control my

and his fists

Disbelief consumed him.

girl he had raised with such care, the one he had protected at all costs, the girl he had been willing to steal and rob for when they had almost no money, viewed his years of devotion as nothing more than a stray dog begging for

Zachary smiled bitterly.

clothes for the

next morning, heavy footsteps

sleep. These footsteps seemed to resonate from the depths

a faint light to

observing him as he bent down to place a tray of food before

was rather extravagant, but Zachary's demeanor