Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

Chapter 20

Sarah had told me about what was going on online regarding me and Catherine.

But I’ve never paid are mind to the comparison

Hell, I didn’t want to be compared to anyone.

I just wanted to live my life on my terms.

And now, I was focused on an opportunity with KM Group, which was currently seeking a stylist for their new quarterly project.

KM Group was a global powerhouse which was recently expanding into the domestic market they held significant influence enough to make even the king family cautious in thair approach

A collaboration with KM group would offer me a shield against the Hudsons who were constantly trying to ruin my name,

Towards evening, descended the stairs to find Chad deep in conversation with Marcelo Upon noticing me,Chad said to me.

“Oh Mrs King, we were just talking about you.”

I walked closer to them,curiously.“Did I do something wrong?”

“Of course not. There’s a banquet at the King’s family house tomorrow and both you and Mr King are invited.”

“Me?“I glanced at Marcelo.

I knew Marcelo’s relationship with his extended family was strained and got a lot worse when his father passed I was sure he didn’t want to be around them

Plos I doubted if he wanted me accompanying him to the King family event.

The Invitation seemed more like a trip.

“What’s with that look? You don’t want to go?” Marcelo asked me

“I don’t.“I shook my head.

I firmly believe that I would always be a nominal Mrs King Sure, a few of his family members know that he was married to me but I wasn’t ready to meet the rest given his tense ties with his family,

Was there any need to meet the rest of his family.

But then again, we were married and it was inevitable.

It was only right I met his family.

“You do know that you have no choice in this, right?” He asked.

I nodded

I knew.

I had to do everything he wants. That was what I signed up for.

“MARCELO

I sat in my wheelchair as I stared at Renee walking down from the stairs.

dress which was subtly adorned with a moon–white pattern, perfectly suitable

was elegant and poised melding her look so

dress seemed

never been attractive to anyone.I just found everyone I’ve ever met normal in terms

and it bothered me

personas, gentle and serene yet capable of anger,cunning and

every aspect,

mood I didn’t feel to

he still

no feelings for Renee, didn’t appreciate others coveting what was

*MARCILO*

I noticed Marcelo looked angrier than

knowing his strained relationship

key for a confident defense.If we appear disrespectful it gives

a stylist bike me,maintaining a professional image

graduated, yet you are surprisingly seasoned,huh.“Marcelo remarked with a hint of

can’t believe he found my

and then

can never

felt him move a stray strand of my hair and tucked it behind

my head to stare

to realize what he was doing for

I swallowed, feeling off–balance

house was located in the suburbs, an imposing structure dating back a century, its grandeur

we arrived, I was struck by the solemnity of the

Mrs King “The servants greeted us

led the way while another pushed

mansion had been modified for Marcelo’s accessibility, with threshold removed and wheelchair–friendly

strict with her son.I figured as she was his mother, they might be extremely close but they appeared to have a strained relationship as

was wrong with

and conversation filled the hall, a vast area of several hundred square meters About thirty close relatives of the Kings family’s were present, the women congregated on one side, the men on

the center, an accent painting and an imperial

noticed the room fell into a brief silence when Marcelo and I

“Marcelo!“Someone called out

unacceptable!Everyone’s been waiting!“An elderly man over seventy scolded his gaze

gestured at his wheelchair.“I can move around as fast as everyone you

i frowned

What an excuse!

laugh imagining their faces if they found out that this man could

lingers on Renee,still in

awe of her beauty

seeing her in a traditional dress. Her graceful demeanor, paired

Dad. We should be used to Marcelo’s lateness by now He never keeps to time.“Said a well–dressed middle–aged man

Marcelo his tone hinting at

yet he always gives me the cold shoulder. “Gary

He was Andrew’s Dad.

“Cut the bullshit,Gary You’re just a fucking stranger

speak to my father like that!“Andrew shot

his shoulder trying to

had tempered Marcelo Is Speaking of strangers,who’s this?“She pointed at Renee

trouble,even if you were polite or simply minding your business. Virkon