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

to imply that she had

was Marcelo

in her eyes, Marcelo swiftly abandoned his

all right, Renee?”

ached. “Please enjoy yourselves; I must

nodded in understanding, permitting Renee to

notice the possessiveness in Marcelo’s eyes

a man’s perspective, Marcelo’s actions weren’t difficult to comprehend. If he genuinely had feelings for Renee,it was only natural for him to be reluctant to see

to drink, why did

the atmosphere at

was no room for a third person

has an incredible mental fortitude. Mr. King’s presence makes even a forty–year–old like me feel

acquainted. But when Mr. King arrived this afternoon,

have

for Marcelo after leaving the private

he had

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

and waited

high heels, she crouched, clutching

silently across the carpet, and Renee remained unaware of his

studied the woman before him, squatting and hugging herself,

“Hey.”

sudden voice, Renee lost her balance and sat on the

at him, who

to speak, but Renee

resurfaced.

you

truthfully. “I was

forcibly pinching

you because, you treat me as if I am not important

“No…I…”

but increased. “Did

Renee protested, feeling unjustly accused. “I didn’t say that.