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.

to

has taught you

to her sarcasm, he replied,

the distance, a

It was Rocco’s car.

deepened, not expecting the Hudson’s to arrive se

I knew Nana would

every one of the Hudson’s as

commented, glancing briefly at the box before closing

chin remained unlifted, yet my stance radiated

distaste for the designer meant I

couture collection, highly coveted. Yet, in my view,

with

Π

a premier styling studio the city, typically serving elite clientele and A–list

its entrance currently

me inside,

Me upstairs.

in his twenties, with ash–gray hair

is Pierre.“Luke introduced him

with the fashion industry and I recognize Pierre’s

numerous accolades by twenty–five, he was regarded as a rising star in fashion. Pierre extended a friendly greeting, bowing

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be of service to such a

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

to have others dictate my appearance,me, a stylist myself, trusted in

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

by the expansive window, her eyes set on the busy street below. She was adorned in a captivating gradient purple gown, her haft elegantly curled and swept to the left, embodying both grace

natural charm and a certain untouchable

bustled with hurried lives and worldly pursuits. Amidst this whirl of

opinions he’d heard about Refee from his

from worldly affairs, unique in

a living embodiment

gushed, his eyes sparkling with admiration. “Your beauty and impeccable taste are evident. You epitomize understated elegance.” He was

It would be an immense

expression darkened slightly at

“Luke called out, noticing

in a charcoal gray suit, his face an unreadable

locking eyes with him

was cool and detached, akin to a business associate’s, a far cry from the protective stance she had taken at

me might damage

privy to such events, everyone was aware of the truth about Renee not being

interjected, puzzled, Miss, your presence would only enhance the event’s prestige.

and said to Renee, “Can contact?We

I have your W*

this exchange, was at a

sensed Marcelo’s growing annoyance,

industry, she

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swiftly took it from her hand, locking the screen. He turned to Pierre, his expression blank. “Are you bored in this city? I could send you back

back.”

look, then signaled Renee to follow him

celebrated in the fashion world, was also under

picking on me? Did I upset him?“Pierre asked

Marcelo’s wife’s contact in Marcelo’s presence was bound to stir discontent. He was fortunate

off limits

an air of innocence and conviction, had no ill intentions. I

sighed inwardly, realizing the futility of offering counsel to

his Bentley for the evening’s

sharing the ride but not the conversation, busied herself with her

eye, bringing back unpleasant memories. As she

club’s hall, the high platform, the dancer, and the lack of

she could see everything below, but it seemed the reverse

on Rence: it must have been

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