Married a Secret Billionaire

Chapter 78

“You don’t know?” Stunned, Annie told Cordelia with a serious face, “It’s about you and Mr. Jones. They say it’s as if he’s possessed that he kept giving you business. He was the one who pushed you to the supervisor’s position.”

Cordelia was stunned.

Now that she thought about it carefully, there seemed to be a rumor like that. Furthermore, Oliver was strange indeed. He gave the company five sales at once, and he asked for Cordelia exclusively.

With such outstanding performance, how could she not be promoted?

However…

“The projects I’m working on with Mr. Jones are win-win,” she mumbled. “It’s just that I don’t understand why he insisted on working with me.”

“He definitely values your capability!” Annie patted her shoulder. “Don’t overthink it. I’m guessing it was Karine who spread the rumor. She lost her power, and given that she’s not capable, she’s jealous of you!

“Don’t worry, Cordelia. We’ll support you. All you’ve got to do is to fight her with all you have to the very end!”

Cordelia smiled with gratitude. They shook hands.

However, she was well aware that there were many capable employees in the company. It was unnecessary that Oliver had to work with her. He had been approaching her lately, but his behavior did not seem shady.

Everything started from the time he saw her emerald ring.

Cordelia thought about it carefully. Every time Oliver texted her, he would always mention Marcus.

For instance, he would ask which gym Marcus was teaching boxing at. He said he wanted to work out lately and learn to box.

He would also casually ask how she and Marcus met. How they fell in love and how they got married…

He even said that he was passing by the office the other day and offered her a ride. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Cordelia was suspicious, but she had no idea what was suspicious about this man exactly.

“I think Mr. Jones likes you.”

…

The punching noise came and went from the balcony as Marcus was training while Cordelia cleaned the house.

She stopped what she was doing and stared at the balcony blankly. The golden sun was setting, pouring its light through the disappearing pink clouds.

Meanwhile, Marcus was punching under the sunlight.

The lines on his naked muscles were clear, and beads of sweat dripped down his chest. There was something majestic and fierceness to his handsome features.

Cordelia suddenly thought of Apose, the God of War in Zidesh myth. She supposed the God of War looked like that when he walked out of the sun…

“What did you say, wifey?”

Cordelia was stunned. She held her head down shyly, and her cheeks blushed.

“Oh, nothing.” She gently walked to him. She took over his boxing gloves in a familiar manner, removing the sweat-drenched bands.

Marcus played with her hair gently, his eyes filled with fondness. If he were not soaked in sweat, he would be eager to wrap his arms around her and press her against the couch…

“Oh, yeah.” Cordelia suddenly thought of what she wanted to say to him. “I think it’s better that I tell you about what I’ve been thinking about.”

“Oh, what’s up?”

“It’s about Mr. Jones.” She frowned. “Hubby, he’s a little strange. He’s been asking about you lately!”

Marcus’ eyes turned grim. He clenched the bands that were removed into a ball.