Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

Chapter 46

Chapter 46 A good lesson

*MARCELO

I have my schedule memorized by me because I am someone who rarely forgets things. After I left the styling. attended an international conference.

There, I sternly rebuked each participant.

I was a man of few words, my reprimands were often non–verbal.

My stare alone left many wondering what they’d done wrong. They were utterly baffled, Jason visited KM Group to

see me.

He sighed. “Marcelo, are you in a foul mood these days? Your executives are all complaining to me, accusing you of being heartless.”

Their complaints weren’t entirely serious, I was sure.

They just knew of Jason’s close ties to me and hoped he might uncover if they had inadvertently offended me, leading to my aloofness.

I glanced up, uninterested. “Don’t you have better things to do?”

“Yeah.” Jason settled in a chair across from me. “Well, I need to enjoy the perks of being a boss. I guess you don’t relate to that kind of pleasure.”

He then quipped, “Sorry, forgot you don’t understand such joys.”

Impatient, I retorted, “If it’s not important, leave.”

In essence, if Jason had something significant, he should speak up.

“Having a trouble with your wife? Hermès just released some exclusive leather bags. Women love them, and they’re great for making peace!” Jason ventured.

I grimaced.

A Hermes bag?

Perhaps it was less effective than a simple, inexpensive street–side hot chocolate.

Jason squirmed under my intense look. He quickly divulged “Luke told me you and your wife argued! It’s odd; Renee seems so even–tempered. How did you upset her? Let me know, and I can help you sort it out”

I pondered what Jason meant by upsetting Ellie“.

I subtly gestured towards the door with my chin, a clear signal for him to leave.

Jason, with a resigned smile and an “OK” gesture, quickly exited.

He had a company and how dare he always lecture me about being a good husband.

He wasn’t even married himself.

The office fell silent.

I then opened his right–hand drawer, retrieving two auction invitations.

He called Luke, instructing, “Tell Renee to join me at the auction tonight.”

*RENEE*

“An auction?” Hearing about the auction, Rence eyed the evening gown Luke offered but didn’t accept it. “I don’t have time,” she firmly declined.

Luke, still holding the gown, persisted, “Mrs. King, Naomi’s condition is stable. Mr. King has informed the Hudson to take over her care. You can rest assured. And remember, whether you are KM Group’s collaborative stylist and Mrs. King, Mr. King has the right to invite you.

His words had multiple meanings.

”

Firstly, with Rocco and his wife arriving, I would have to confront them if I stayed, an unwelcome prospect. Secondly, my refusal might provoke Marcelo to leverage her role as a collaborative stylist.

But the Hudsons can’t take care of Nana as much as I could.

have to leave her

scoffed. “Marcelo has taught

to her sarcasm, he replied, “Mrs. King, that’s too

a familiar Bentley

It was Rocco’s car.

deepened, not expecting the Hudson’s to

yet I knew

one of the Hudson’s as

this gown’s designer, “I commented,

my stance radiated dignity and

the designer meant I naturally disliked the gown as

was a limited edition from this year’s new haute couture collection, highly coveted. Yet, in my view, it

is well–acquainted with Mr. King. Mrs. King, please feel free to

Π

studio the city,

in a distinctive building downtown, its entrance currently displayed a

me inside,

Me upstairs.

were met by a young man in his twenties, with ash–gray hair and a trendy,

is Pierre.“Luke

was familiar with the fashion industry and I

was regarded as a rising star in fashion. Pierre extended a friendly greeting,

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glad to be of service to such a

thank you,“I declined, raising myhand. “I’ll find

not to have others dictate my appearance,me, a stylist myself, trusted in my ability to craft a look that

an hour, I had clad myself in an outfit that was both comfortable and

arrival,his gaze found Renee by the expansive window, her eyes set on the busy street below. She was adorned in a captivating gradient purple

exuded a natural charm and a certain untouchable

bustled with hurried lives and worldly pursuits. Amidst this whirl of activity, Renee stood serene and

opinions he’d heard about Refee from his

was perceived as detached from worldly affairs, unique in her

was a living embodiment of

true inspiration, “Pierre gushed, his eyes sparkling with admiration. “Your beauty and impeccable taste are evident. You epitomize understated

perhaps? It would be an

expression darkened slightly at

King, “Luke called out, noticing

He was impeccably dressed in a charcoal gray suit, his face an unreadable mask. His eyes swept over her, betraying

time locking eyes

a business associate’s, a far

me might damage your reputation,”

exclusive social circle, where only a select few were privy to such events, everyone was aware of the truth about Renee

presence would only

and said to Renee, “Can

I have your W*

exchange, was at a

Marcelo’s growing annoyance, though Pierre

Given their shared industry, she saw

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her hand, locking the screen. He turned to Pierre, his expression blank. “Are you bored in this city? I could send you back to the countryside.” Pierre recoiled, fearing

back.”

gave Pierre a frosty look, then signaled Renee to follow him as

by Marcelo’s behavior, realized something Pierre, celebrated in the fashion

feel like Mr. King is picking on me? Did I upset him?“Pierre asked

eyes.Pierre’s request for Marcelo’s wife’s contact in Marcelo’s presence was bound to stir discontent. He was fortunate

King now.She is off limits to you and any other man.“Luke advised Pierre in a

with an air of innocence and conviction, had no ill intentions. I was simply admiring

of offering counsel to someone who couldn’t

Bentley for the

but not the conversation, busied herself with

Dove Island Club caught her eye, bringing back unpleasant memories. As she scrolled to move

hall, the high platform, the dancer, and

third floor, she could see everything below, but it seemed the

on Rence: it must have been one–way

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