Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Nelly stood rooted angrily.

The auction began, and the guests eventually got seated.

Zephyr and Cordelia sat at the frontmost VIP seats while Rowan did not make a public appearance. He found a suitable spot on the second floor, and its angle allowed him to look down and catch Cordelia’s side profile.

Nelly noticed it and was even more convinced that the old lecher, Rowan Irwin, had eyes for Cordelia! He had never spoken a word to Cordelia before, but he defended her so much!

Meanwhile, Nelly had spent the whole night talking to him, yet she could not compare to that b*tch…

Nelly had rage boiling in her and did not even go to her seat. She went to a corner to make a call.

“Where’s Kelly Tanner?” The resentment in her voice was hardly hidden. She took a deep breath and sounded vicious. “Hah, tell her that her big sister will pay her a visit when she’s done with this auction!”

“Ms. Nelly, but…” The servant on the other end of the line sounded frantic.

“What else do you want? Just tell her that!”

Ms. Nelly!” The servant was panicking. “Ms. Kelly,

dropped her

after a beat of silence, “What do you mean

Then she said she wanted to look at the cars in the garage, so the nurse wheeled her there without thinking much about

was stumbling over their words, and Nelly was bewildered listening to them. Despite that, she knew from what the servant said that Kelly had gone missing this afternoon. It was when she was getting ready to come to

be hiding in her

calmed herself down. “Send more people to look for her! Do dad

to Asperia this morning. I heard it’s for financing the company or something. They said that

This meant that

this auction! It was highly possible that Kelly had

…

muttered curses under his breath as he opened the

little during the event, yet he wore a pair of white pants today! He got careless when he

was lucky that the Bayers had always been meticulous, so pants of

a pair of briefs after he entered the room. He hummed a song and rummaged through the dressing room only to reveal a curled figure trembling under the

back, flailing