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.

would have to leave her for a

has taught

her sarcasm, he replied,

distance, a familiar Bentley

It was Rocco’s car.

not expecting the Hudson’s to arrive

dreaded meeting them, yet I knew Nana would like to see

took every one of the

of this gown’s designer, “I commented, glancing briefly at the box

my stance radiated dignity and

distaste for the designer meant I naturally

collection, highly coveted. Yet, in my view, it merited

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

Π

the city, typically serving elite

in a distinctive building downtown, its entrance currently

escorted me inside,

Me upstairs.

man in his twenties, with ash–gray hair and a

Pierre.“Luke introduced him

was familiar with the fashion industry and I recognize Pierre’s

in fashion. Pierre extended a

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to be of service to

declined, raising myhand. “I’ll

trusted in my

had clad myself in an outfit

the busy street below. She was adorned in a captivating gradient

charm and a certain untouchable

hurried lives and worldly pursuits. Amidst this whirl of activity,

of the opinions he’d heard about Refee from his

from worldly

a living embodiment

inspiration, “Pierre gushed, his eyes sparkling with admiration. “Your beauty and impeccable taste are evident. You epitomize understated elegance.” He was effusive in his praise. “May I have your contact?

It would

expression darkened

King, “Luke called

a charcoal

first time locking eyes with

business associate’s, a far cry from

me

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

presence would only enhance the event’s prestige. How could

to Renee, “Can

I have your W*

witnessing this exchange, was at a loss

sensed Marcelo’s growing annoyance, though Pierre seemed

endearing. Given their shared industry, she saw potential for future collaboration

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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 the implications. “No! If

back.”

frosty look, then signaled Renee to follow him as he wheeled

behavior, realized something Pierre, celebrated in the fashion

King is picking on me? Did I upset

in Marcelo’s presence was bound to stir discontent. He was fortunate Marcelo hadn’t

Miss Hudson is with Mr. King now.She is off limits to you and any other man.“Luke advised

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

offering counsel to someone who couldn’t

chose his Bentley for the

sharing the ride but not the conversation, busied

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

high platform, the dancer,

third floor, she could see

realization dawned on Rence: it must have been

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