Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

Chapter 156 Assist Vivian

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“Hmm, it looks like you are no longer sleepy. Fine, I’ll take you out to get milk tea and barbecue. Afterward, can we have another late night together?”

By the time Renee realized what she had walked into, it was too late. A rosy blush appeared on her cheeks, and she blinked rapidly to cover up her embarrassment.

“You wish,” she muttered as she looked away from him.

A bunch of young playboys had approached in hopes of currying favor with Marcelo, and they just happened to overhear the conversation between him and Renee.

They stopped short in shock.

Was this really the noble Mr. King discussing fried chicken and barbecue with Renee? And Renee, too, had she really just put on a sullen act to get her way? Wasn’t she always so elegant and demure?

What the hell?

Worse yet, they seemed to be discussing something else, something intimate that was meant to occur behind closed doors. And Renee had basically refused Marcelo.

What was really going on with these two?

As far as everyone else was concerned, Marcelo and Renee came from two different worlds.

Yet, after what they had just seen, they couldn’t deny that the two made a perfect match. There was a vibe between them, an unseen barrier that closed them off from the rest of the world.

“Aren’t you bored just sitting there, Miss Hudson? Why don’t you play cards with us?” Vivian, who had been gone for ten minutes, reappeared after composing herself. “You wouldn’t mind, right, Marcelo?” she added, turning to smile at him.

marriage to Renee,

telling them that the decision

locked with

gentle, while the other was friendly and eager. Only the two women themselves knew that separate

stood up and said,

she wanted to see what sort of tricks Vivian was going

Vivian’s dwindling stack.

at cards,” Vivian

hips.”

cue. Suddenly, a voice rang

game

deepening as she fought to hide the chill in her

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It was Alma

lounging on a sofa, surrounded by group of young

listener than a talker, his

attention to him. At the sound of Alma’s voice, Marcelo turried. He noticed the frustrated expression on Vivian’s face.

piled high with chips. Her knack

men around him, wheeled himself

play this way,” he suggested, starting to instruct Vivian in the game. He wasn’t particularly fond of card

have some

caught the attention of the others,