Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Cordelia felt her heart squeeze. She turned her head, and Annie and her locked eyes. The latter looked at her anxiously.

“Why did she ask for you?” Annie frowned. “She must be up to no good. Watch out, Cordelia!”

“Hmm, it’s going to be okay.” Cordelia walked to Karine’s office calmly.

Karine pulled up all of the blinds in the office intentionally. She even left the door open with the intention of showing everything that was happening inside to everyone out there.

Cordelia was suspicious. It seemed she was not trying to start something with her.

After all, all eyes were on them.

“Cordelia, this is Mr. Jones from the Star Group.” Karine introduced her with a bright smile. “Mr. Jones, this is our company’s top salesperson of the month!”

Cordelia nodded, smiling courteously. However, the more she looked at Karine, the more she thought what Annie said was right.

She was up to no good.

Oliver Jones was a gentle middle-aged man. From the moment Cordelia entered, he had his eyes on the ring she wore. He had been staring.

“It’s your lucky day, Cordelia!” Karine smirked. “Although Mr. Jones is a businessman, he’s quite the expert in jewelry appraisal. He’s also a permanent member of the Jewelry Association. Many jewelry stores hired him for appraisal. Hah! Mr. Jones’s eyes are as powerful as the precision instrument. With a glance, he can tell whether a piece of jewelry is authentic!

She turned to look at Oliver. “Mr. Jones, what do you think of the ring that Cordelia is wearing?”

heart was pounding. She instinctively covered the

a courteous smile, “Ms. Cordelia, I wonder if I can

moment, some curious colleagues out there were

her chest. There was a grin at the corner of her lips as

dress ring. There’s nothing special about it. It’s

shrill voice echoed. “Hah! I heard someone telling me

petty, Cordelia? Mr. Jones is passionate about precious stones. Just show him! He’s the company’s VIP. Don’t you dare

She now understood the real purpose Karine

for a few seconds before removing the ring expressionlessly. She placed

white gloves, and then he took the professional Chelsea Filter out of his bag.

looked, the more dramatic his expression

her that the ring did not worth much

for nothing else but to determine that it was defective so

suddenly spoke. “Where did you get this

saw

It’s my wedding ring. Is there a

eyes widened. “May I know what your

frowned, finding the question that came out of nowhere strange. Nevertheless, she remained courteous as

doubt in his eyes

he was a Grist? The tiny, inconspicuous totem on the

the ring was the Hamertons’ heirloom. It was worn by their