Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

Chapter 206 Have to go

The woman who just moments ago seemed composed now held her head in her hands, shaking, her eyes darting back and forth between Marcelo and Paul, clearly struggling with her thoughts. She was having a hysterical episode.

Marcelo, keeping his cool, quickly gave Jessica two pills.

These pills, meant to soothe, worked fast.

Jessica relaxed, lay back on the bed, and drifted gently to sleep.

Marcelo, having finished his task, noticed Renee’s gaze fixed on him.

“Did that scare you?” he asked, gently taking her hand.

It was unclear whether he was referring to Jessica’s actions or his own seemingly indifferent reaction.

Renee shook her head. “No, not scared. Just really surprised.”

She was taken aback by how Marcelo seemed to have mixed feelings about Jessica.

“Do you always trigger your mom like that?” Paul chided Marcelo.

With a mocking smile, Marcelo retorted, “Isn’t she in that condition because of you?”

“You are being disrespectful!” Paul, clearly upset, scolded him before turning his attention to Marcelo’s legs, unable to hide his concern. “Are your legs fully healed?”

Marcelo’s regular trips to Bellbanks University didn’t slip by unnoticed. He doubted Paul’s informants

hadn’t filled him in already.

“Relax, the King family doesn’t interest me one bit,” Marcelo said, his voice laced with slight scorn.

“But you’re my grandson as well. You also have a share in inheriting the King family’s business.” Paul, visibly aged, seemed to regard this grandson with a sense of newfound appreciation.

Marcelo didn’t respond, but the subtle smirk playing on his lips said it all.

He signaled Vivian to join him in the small living room, making sure he stayed within Renee’s view,

intentionally or not.

“Marcelo…” Vivian began, filled with hope that Marcelo might finally put past grievances aside, especially since his brother’s passing had made him more agreeable to her wishes.

“Pack your bags and leave Harvillston. Start the paperwork tomorrow,” Marcelo cut in. “With your skills and good name, you’ll find a top–notch job anywhere in the country.”

Vivian was shocked.

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sudden sadness and a feeling of betrayal, cut through the

catching Renee

Paul looked back at Vivian, a silent hostility

her lips tightly sealed as if holding back a sea of sorrow, ran off

Paul advised. “Vivian is a Lambert. We

quickly left

line of bodyguards gave her

Vivian’s figure was visible,

getting closer, was greeted by

are you here?” Vivian turned around at the noise, quickly dabbing at her

making a scene would make Marcelo chase after you?” Renee’s voice was light as she offered a small shrug.

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here to give you some

anger. She quickly brushed away her tears and fired back, “Renee, aren’t you

out of Harvillston? What gives you the right to meddle in

eyes of the law, and I own half

stand leaving Vivian, who could threaten her position, close

idea made Renee

have married Marcelo because of the marriage

the Hudson and King families!”

nodding in agreement. “And what about the

Lambert and King families? Why not hold onto that

cut in, “Vivian, you were practically

Is this your way of respecting his

Vivian burst out laughing.

hinting

his brother left me in

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a deep secret, “Because he knew my heart belonged to Marcelo

taken aback by Vivian’s words. “You’re…You’re just making this up.” She tried to maintain her composure despite her racing

was

the truth was not easily

at all. Had you known him, you wouldn’t question my words. He was extraordinary and kind–hearted, always protective of Marcelo, caring for Jessica, and

had heard

his gentle nature, open–mindedness, and business savvy, he was

me for years. When he passed, I believe he thought he was granting me freedom. He asked Marcelo to take care of me to make up for me.” Vivian spoke with a distant gaze. “I’ve spent years pondering what he lacked that made me not love him. The truth

Love doesn’t heed logic.

see yourself as

against love? Sure, Marcelo chose you this time because you’re his wife. He feels obligated, and perhaps you’re a novelty to him. But can you be