Married a Secret Billionaire

Chapter 231

Zennie got up from the bed with a stretch and leaned against the doorframe groggily. Once she smelled the aroma wafting from the kitchen, she perked up and ran out with her bare feet.

As expected, the dining table that greeted her did not disappoint!

“Whoa, Cordelia, do you have magic?” She gasped. “You made so many things this early in the morning!”

Cordelia chuckled and considered it done as she placed the pot of chicken soup on the table.

“Dig in!” She passed the cutlery to Zennie.

“I don’t know what you like, so I made a bit of both sweet and savory. I hope you’re fine with the food!”

“How could I not be!?” Zennie was like a greedy little kitten as she munched on a pancake and held a bun in her hand, eating happily.

Breakfast like this was comforting, and it was as if Cordelia had magic. She made all these ordinary dishes taste so amazing that the chefs Zennie had at home could not compare to her.

It was no wonder that her brother wanted to stay with her. It seemed that a man’s appetite must be won over before his heart.

Zennie giggled upon thinking about it.

“What’s up?” Cordelia looked at her strangely. “You’re so happy having breakfast.”

“Nothing, nothing! I just think that Marcus must be so happy to have you! I feel so happy having the breakfast you made too!”

Cordelia blushed.

Zennie sounded exactly like Marcus. Why did these two like talking about feeling happy so much?

She beamed and poured Zennie some milk.

“Zennie, you’re staying at Regalia, right? I’ll send you back later.”

“It’s alright!” Zennie grinned. “Someone’s picking me up!”

“Who is it?”

Zennie tried to hide her smile, but it was easy to guess that the person picking her up must be a man considering how in love she looked.

A moment later, Cordelia proved her guess right.

Zennie introduced the guy to her downstairs. “This is Phil Nelson, m-my friend!”

‘More like boyfriend…’

Cordelia did not expose her. After all, the girl was only 18 years old and would be utterly embarrassed if she was exposed.

Cordelia scanned the boy. He looked tall and clean, a good-looking one who would stand out even among a crowd. For some reason, though, she felt chills when she met his eyes. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

The boy had an exceptionally depressing aura. Perhaps this was the type young girls liked.

Cordelia smiled politely and saw Zennie intertwining their fingers.

“Cordelia, we’ll be leaving then!”

“Mm, be careful.”

Zennie skipped away with Phil, but Cordelia could not help the strange feeling that lingered.

…

Zephyr was in the meeting room of Hamerton Manor’s main building. He had just discussed some company matters with a few major shareholders.

He leaned back against his chair, rubbed between his eyes tiredly, and then pulled out his phone to browse Cordelia’s texts out of habit.

The more recent one was from this morning. Cordelia was learning how to bake a black forest cake, so she had taken a photo and sent it to him.

The corners of Zephyr’s lips went up. His expression, which had been icy during the meeting just now, was beginning to melt. He really wanted to go back sooner, but…

Robert came in. Zephyr asked him softly, “How’s grandpa now?”

“Fine, I think,” answered Robert. “A few hospital directors are checking on him and staying around. He’ll be fine.

“But he won’t be able to manage the company affairs now.”

Zephyr’s smile froze.

The night when he nearly choked Yale to death, news about his grandfather getting severely ill came along. A few butlers and servants who usually served Liam had said that the old man had been frightened by him and that his blood pressure had shot up, knocking him out.