Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

Chapter 23

RENFE

Marcelo’s suite located in the eastern wing of the main courtyard was a spacious blend of traditional and modern styles, meticulously detailed.

While Marcelo went to take care of other things I began to read a book I had picked up from a shell.

After a few minutes, there was a knock on the door internting me from my reading.

Marcelo must be back.

I stood up and opened the door. I was taken aback to see Andrew at the door.

Seriously?

Did he come to find me here?

Can’t Catherine just control her boyfriend?

Andrew keeps wanting to cause trouble for me at any opportunity!

Can’t slse keep him on a leash on something?

“You barely know Marcelo yet you’re sticking by his side like glue if you really know the kind of person he is,you’d run far away.”

I rolled my eyes. “Are you done?”

“Renee,listen…” G

“I do not want to talk or listen to you.”1 made to lock the door but Andrew blocked it with his foot.

“Wait!Do you know where he is right now?He’s visiting the ashes of his brother, Sebastian You know, Seb died in a fire”

I blinked.

I didn’t know that

Bur.I also didn’t want to keep talking to Andrew right now If Marcelo were to see him here. It would lead to more misunderstandings

“If you don’t leave now, I’ll call the guards of you.“I warned.

But he ignored me and continued. “Do you know that Marcelo killed his brother After their father passed, it was only reasonable for Sebastian to take over the family business as the eldest son but Marcelo didn’t want that. He had always been evil since he was little. He set the fire that killed his own brother and now, he had the audacity to visit his brother’s ashes I’m only telling you this, Renee so you can know how vile he is. A man who could murder his own brother, think of what he could do to you if you cross him.”

Marcelo killed his own brother?

I knew Marcelo was mean but not this mean, right?

I recalled when he had left me outside with his dogs.Those dogs could have killed the

Was he really that mean?

I heard he kills people but there really hasn’t been any clear evidence about it

Just gossips and rumors.

My eyes narrowed and I processed Andrew’s revelation,searching his face for any sign that he could be lying

I knew Andrew was full of lies but he couldn’t go as far as accusing Marcelo of killing his own brother,right?

Pleased with her reaction, Andrew leaned against the door frame, certained that Rence would regret her connection to Marcelo.

“Renee, I’ve told you before, Marcelo is dangerous. He should have been in prison, but he avoided it by claiming a mental breakdown, “Andrew said. Under that condition, his actions weren’t legally punishable.”

Only those close to the King family knew this secret. It had been used to marginalize Marcelo within the family,

Expecting Renee to react with fear or regret, Andrew was taken aback when she responded calmly, “Is that all?“”

composure shook him to his core.

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Renee replied,

sharing a drink, and yet you expect me to share the Kings family’s secrets?“Catherine sneered, implying that she

masking her suspicion,

Renee’s expectations. Wasn’t it blatantly clear

was about to drink, she passed, pretending to hear something at the door.

glass

risk anyone overhearing their

moment, Renee quickly

said, “There’s

it,” Renee said, urging Catherine to drink

confident in her plan, took a

didn’t drug her own

now?“Renee asked,

I don’t know anything. If there’s someone to blame, it’s you! You brought this on yourself“Catherine taunted, dashing

effects of the drug to take

broken by distant snoring from behind the bookshelf.

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in a room with a drunk man. If she had sex with the man under the influence of The drug, it could ruin her reputation, painting her as unfaithful to Marcelo

Catherine was indeed devious.

locked, Renee opened the window, revealing a vast pond

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a loud splash, she vanished into

swim to the spot

and uncomfortable, she made her way to the shower in Marcelo’s

opened the door,

her gaze unintentionally taking in

“Seen enough?”

cut through the steam. Then a grey towel flew toward her, covering her eyes, Brought abruptly back to reality, Rence blinked, her eyelashes flattering against the towel. Her mind, however, lingered on the unexpected sight

seemed as if a man’s height was linked to the size of

the image would haunt her dreams. “You should lock the door when you’re showering.” she pumbled, regaining her

now modestly wrapped in a towel, loomed over her with a foreboding expression, as if any further defiance from Renee might