Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

Chapter 207 Bitter edge

Renee nodded firmly.

Without hesitation, Marcelo escorted her out.

He wasn’t concerned about Jessica. She was merely a tool for Paul’s manipulation, and Paul would ensure her safety if he didn’t want to piss Marcelo off even more.

From a distance, Vivian watched Marcelo and Renee leave hand in hand.

Such a simple gesture, yet it spoke volumes of their bond pure, caring, and free from pretense.

Vivian felt a pang of sadness, but her energy for jealousy had waned.

Marcelo’s directive for her to leave Harvillston signified his decision was final. Any plea from her now would only taint their shared history.

She weighed her options and concluded it wasn’t worth the compromise.

Marcelo was right; with her qualifications, securing a respectable job elsewhere in the country was feasible.

Yet, to overshadow her fallout with Light, she needed a high–ranking position in a prestigious company.

Then Paul appeared in front of her. He offered, “The King family owns a jewelry business. You could join us.”

Vivian’s initial reaction was to reject the offer.

Working for a King enterprise implied aligning with Paul, didn’t it?

“Don’t dismiss the idea so hastily,” Paul said evenly. “Being part of the King family opens doors for you, including chances to be near Marcelo. Remember, Marcelo will inherit a portion of the King family’s

wealth in the future.”

Paul’s plan was clear: he wanted a loyal ally close to Marcelo, and Vivian fit the bill perfectly.

Meanwhile, a Maybach rushed from the hospital to the airport.

A last–minute flight to Hagua meant no private jet. Renee and Marcelo had to settle for a commercial

flight.

Marcelo had arranged for a swift passage through the airport’s VIP channel to catch the final flight to

Hagua.

the situation?” Marcelo inquired as they

related to Sarah’s auction. I don’t have all the details

that, Marcelo’s brow furrowed

Marvin

briefly and then asked Luke to

definitely not

not entirely comfortable

to come

and it appeared Marcelo hadn’t been to his office in

“After all the effort to

was momentarily at a

that easily? It was

was my fault,”

indulgent tone seemed to

the attention of a flight attendant, who lingered a moment longer than

thank you for being here,” Renee said, her

closer to him.

was their first trip together, feeling almost like a

you’re looking to express your gratitude…” Marcelo gently cradled her face, his thumb tracing her lips suggestively.

gave him a pointed look, a silent plea for discretion

hand in his, as if to stake

their linked hands, felt a surge of warmth in her

he played with her palm, he noticed something

hand, he leaned closer and delicately reached

drawing out a sparkling pink diamond ring. He removed the ring, took her

King, always wear your

you share some stories about your

think of him all of

once–renowned Sebastian

his deep respect and longing for Sebastian, he might call his mother by her name, yet he always respectfully

quiet, occupied only by Renee, Marcelo, and an older gentleman, allowing for a

to reminisce before sharing, “He was a good man, tragically misplaced in the King

family, a place where kindness

at Marcelo

touched her head, murmuring, “Renee, do you recall my warning? Being kind isn’t always beneficial. If my brother had been less compassionate, he’d have survived

settle in her

his end?” Rene inquired,