Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

After a moment of silence, Neil replied softly, “We’ll talk about it next time.”

“What do you mean ‘talk about it next time’?” Zephyr’s deep voice sounded.

“Cordelia asked you to do it, you do it now! What kind of man are you to stall it?”

Neil was rendered speechless, complaining in his mind, ‘Yes, you’re high and mighty. You’re a manly man!

‘Didn’t you get the meal preparation company people over just because your wife wanted an in-flight meal in the

middle of the night!?’

Neil rolled his eyes back at Zephyr and snorted.

“I need to go to class at the film school. I’m taking my leave now!”

“Hey, you…” Zephyr had yet to finish, but Neil had already started walking.

Cordelia smiled helplessly.

“Don’t worry, darling. His visa’s prolonged,” Zephyr said softly.

“What?” Cordelia was stunned. “How did you know?”

A certain Mr. Zephyr Hamerton was triumphant. “I got it done!”

“So, he has more time to consider if he wants to help Aurelia now?”

Zephyr nodded with a smile.

Cordelia did not even get to compliment him for being efficient when Neil called.

“Cordelia, what’s going on? My agent told me to stay in Chaiseland for two more months!?”

“Uh… yeah.”

The award-winning actor’s voice cracked. “My visa’s only for a month, but it’s changed to three months now!?

Three months of not being in Centrolis with no work and exposure. Do you know what consequences that’ll bring?”

Cordelia did not know how to handle him, so Zephyr grabbed the phone.

“I’m the one who lengthened your visa for you. Problem?”

“…”

“Neil, as your boss, I certainly hope that your acting skills can improve! So, I signed you up for two more courses in

the school. Since you have two more months here, learn well and train yourself!”

“…”

“Don’t worry.” Zephyr smirked. “You’re a popular actor, but you’re still different from an actual actor. Their

popularity dies down if they have no exposure for a long time. You’re different! The more mysterious you are, the

more anxious your fans get. Three months is the best limit to their patience in terms of a fan’s psychology. Once

three months are up, you’ll discover that they’re even more passionate than before when you go back to

Centrolis!”

“…”

Neil felt his head buzz and took several deep breaths.

He was unable to beat Zephyr in their card game and could not win in a verbal debate either.

He suddenly recalled how Nicholas always scolded Zephyr—damn you! He quietly cussed at the latter in his mind as

well.

“Alright, you’re the company’s artist, so just follow the company schedule! Cut the crap now!”

Zephyr ended the call after that.

Neil gaped at his phone’s dark screen and exploded. “Zephyr Hamerton, you think you’re so good!? Damn you!”

His men from Southeast Aciatic were bewildered but went to hold him back when he was going to trash his phone.

“Mr. Harris, calm down, calm down!”

…

The moment Aurelia opened her eyes, she saw Cordelia taking care of her. She quickly got up.

“Oh, no! Cordelia, you’re still pregnant. You don’t have to take care of me!”

Because she got up so fast, she felt dizzy and nearly slumped back down on the bed.

Cordelia slid a cushion behind her and helped her to lean back against it.

“Are you feeling better? I asked the kitchen to warm some milk and cookies. Have some later.”

Aurelia looked back at her like a poor kitten.

“You’re already here with me. Everything’s in the past!” Cordelia held her hand. “Luckily, Neil found you with his

men or…”

“Cordelia!” Aurelia suddenly recalled something. “The man who caught me, his name is James. He collects

protection fees on that street. I know that he follows a boss, but that boss speaks Acian too, and his accent…

sounds like Fredric’s!”

“From Centrolis?” Cordelia frowned.

“There’s a woman with him too!” Aurelia’s voice trembled. “I… I heard them say that they were going to launder

their money, and the woman said that the Bakers would shoulder everything!

“Cordelia, there’s only one Baker in Melorian, right?”

Cordelia’s heart lurched as an omen surged within her.

“What’s the boss’ name? Did you see what they look like?”

Aurelia thought about it and shook her head apologetically. She remembered that the woman had addressed the

boss by his name but could not remember it now because of how panicked she had been. As for their looks, she

had been blindfolded and could not see anything.

“Cordelia, am I… really useless?”

Cordelia patted her head and coaxed, “It’s okay. Don’t think too much about it. Get a good rest and have a good

meal, then stay here without worry, okay?”

“Mm.” Aurelia nodded.

She spent these two days recalling each detail in the boss’ place in hopes that it would help Cordelia. After all, it

involved the Bakers, and one could only be so careful.

Zephyr thought it was strange. The Bakers flourished in businesses but had never offended anyone locally. How did

they get involved with money laundering?

“Is someone setting up the Bakers?” asked Cordelia.

Zephyr furrowed his brows. “The reason for it, though? Mom and grandpa are active in charity and donate

significantly to Melorian’s charity organizations each year. Even if someone does hate us, they won’t resort to this

tactic.”

Cordelia remembered something else. “Zephyr, Aurelia said that the man knows Acian, and his accent is from

Centrolis. He also has a deep, grating voice.

“We can investigate the man, and everything will be resolved.”

Zephyr stroked Cordelia’s belly and smiled dotingly.

He had brought her here to concentrate on her pregnancy, yet she had to face so many things.

“I’ll take care of this. Don’t work yourself over it,” Zephyr said seriously. “You’re further along now. We’ve got to be

more careful.”

“What? Feeling bad for your son?” Cordelia giggled.

“Not for him but for you.”

The baby kicked in Cordelia’s womb, and she bent over with a cry.

“This is your fault! You talked bad about him, and he heard it!”

“This brat, I’ll teach him a lesson when he’s out here!”

“He’s kicking again! Alright, stop talking!”

…

Janine was presenting the annual strategy of the media company in the Baker Group’s board meeting.

“Imperial Media in Centrolis is developing very well. If its new film is produced together with the Baker Group, it’ll

only generate a better effect!”

Those who were on Hannah’s side on the board mocked disdainfully, “Madam Baker, how are you so confident that

the audience will buy a story like this?”