Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

Chapter 91 All he sees

Staring at Marcelo out of the corner of her eye, Catherine had to admit in her heart that if he wasn’t crippled, he would have easily outshone Andrew.

And she would have done everything to get him.But him being crippled was a major turn off for her.

The people around the table began to urge Renee to raise a toast, putting her in a dilemma.

Renee cast a helpless glance at Marcelo. Seeing that he didn’t say anything when people were forcing her to drink, she asked in a low voice.

“Do you really want me to drink?”

Confusion swept through the group as they exchanged puzzled glances.

What did Renee’s cryptic statement imply? Hadn’t Marcelo been the one requesting her to have a drink?

The only person who seemed to grasp Renee’s true intent was Catherine.

In reality, Renee was challenging Marcelo, and the stakes were high. If she refused to drink now, it would publicly humiliate Marcelo.

No man could bear to lose face. Could it be that Renee had been spoiled by Marcelo to such an extent? No way. Renee, her voice quivering and her eyes ablaze with stubbornness, contemplated the situation.

Marcelo hesitated for a moment, almost willing to let it go.

But when he recalled their private conversation, he maintained his composure and continued to observe Renee, a sense of indifference in his gaze.

This scenario mirrored their past encounter at the Dove Island Club, filled with equal parts self–mockery and compromise. Eventually, Renee reluctantly acquiesced with a faint smile.

“Very well, I’ll have a drink.”

She reached for the glass before her without making eye contact with Marcelo and was about to drain it.

Simultaneously, Marcelo abruptly grabbed her glass and emptied its contents into his own mouth.

Renee stared at him in astonishment.

He had…seized her glass and consumed the drink himself?

“Oh, my goodness!” Amid the eerie silence, someone couldn’t suppress a gasp and swiftly covered their mouth.

icy eyes

to imply that she had made a grave

all, it was

Marcelo swiftly abandoned his seat

right,

with a faint smile, though her heart ached. “Please enjoy yourselves;

readily nodded in understanding, permitting Renee

closest to Marcelo, Joseph couldn’t help but notice the possessiveness in Marcelo’s

genuinely had feelings for Renee,it was only natural for him to be reluctant to see her consume such

this raised the question. If Marcelo didn’t want Renee to drink, why

left, the atmosphere

no room for a third person in

makes even a forty–year–old like me

Mr. King are acquainted. But when Mr. King arrived

have offended

after leaving the private room but couldn’t find

her surprise, he had swiftly moved his

fruitless search, Renee headed to his presidential suite and knocked on the door,

waited at the

heels, she crouched,

wheelchair glided silently across the carpet,

woman before him, squatting and hugging

“Hey.”

lost her balance and sat on the floor,

looked up at him, who was in

speak, but Renee remained

resurfaced.

are you doing here?“He

“I

anger flared, and he bent down, forcibly pinching Renee’s chin to meet

because, you treat me as if I am not important to you.It’s not

“No…I…”

“Did you come to suggest

didn’t!” Renee protested, feeling unjustly accused. “I