Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

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Chapter 33 KM Group

*MARCELO*

As | headed for the door, Chad walked behind me.

| side-eyed him to find him smiling as he walkedto the door.

“Are you going to followto work?“| asked turning to face him.

He slunga sly smile.

“So Mrs King spent the night in your room.“He drawled.”l can see you two are getting close.”

| rolled my eyes.“What’s weird about us getting close and she sleeping in my room?She’s my wife.“l snapped

and walked off.

But | could hear him chuckle.

That old man seem to be excited about the prospect offinally getting along with my wife.

Well, I couldn't say it was all that bad though.

The more | got to know Renee, the more

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*RENEE*

After freshening up, | sipped on the honey water the maid had brought me,straining to piece together the

previous night's fuzzy memories.

But my mind remained blank.

Elma suddenly let out,her voice excited and sincere.

“Mrs King, you should know how much your husband cares about you. He was by your side throughout the

night.”

| rubbed my temple and turned to face her.

“Can you tellwhat exactly happened last night?”

With a gentle smile, she recounted.

“You were found dozing off in the bathtub.It was Mr King who found you and quickly brought you out and called

for a doctor.”

| sighed in relief, glad that he had foundon time.

| can’t believe that | could have drowned in the bathtub.

Elma continued.

“You were quite stubborn and tensed up, you were lamenting greatly about your wound and you won't stay calm

and let the doctor treat you but Mr King comforted you through it all.”

| choked on the honey water as she said that.

“What?l...He what?”

“Yeah and you were also flirty too. You cuddled up next to him while he comforted you and offered to buy you a

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bag but you wanted hot chocolate instead so he promised to get that for you and then you called down a bit and

you ...you kissed him.“Elma concluded and giggled.

She seemed to be enjoying retelling what happened.

| felt a rush of panic at the mention of hot chocolate and a kiss.

Was Marcelo being honest earlier?

Had the alcohol really madepsychotic that | tried to make him bedagainst his will?

“Ah.“l gasped and covered my face, feeling so embarrassed

He must have been so frustrated and angry atlast night

“Please...please leavealone for a bit.“l murmured.

This was too much to process.

The idea that drinking could lead to such chaos was alarming.

| am never drinking to stupor again.

| have to try not to ever drink to that point ever again.

| felt overwhelmed and embarrassed and | couldn't even leave my bedroom for the rest of the day.

Later that evening, Sarah broughtunsettling news.

Two of Gary's distant relatives had encountered serious troubles.One was implicated in commercial crimes,

leading to their family’s downfall.

And the other suffered a sudden financial collapse, losing everything overnight.

Puzzled, | asked.”It seems like someone is out to destroy them. Who could it be?”

Given Gary's arrogant personality, | wouldn't be surprised if he has a lot of enemies.

And his son, Andrew inherited his dirty character as well.

| was grateful | escaped marrying him though.

| was sure that | wouldn't have been able to ever bring myself to love him.

“There's no concrete evidence.But rumors suggest KM Group might be involved.“Sarah explained over the

phone.

Given KM Group's international prominence, they certainly had means to orchestrate such tic downfalls.

Such power could pose a threat to the King family.

But why?l wondered about the motive, especially because this relatives of Gary were the ones who had pushed

Marcelo’s wheelchair that day and the ones who had actively confronted him at the King’s family house. 1

Could this all be a mere coincidence?

My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.

“Mrs King, Mr King is home.“Elma’s voice was steady but carried a hint of concern.

She knew that | was still embarrassed from the previous night.

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| tensed and quickly bruised myself with the blankets and shut my eyes tightly.

| wasn’t ready to face him.

| heard the door opened and then Elsa’s voice rang out.

“Mr King, Mrs King seems to be asleep.”

*MARCELO*

| peered through the door and saw her covering her whole body with the blanket.

Not wanting to disturb her sleep, | headed downstairs with Chad and Elma following closely behind me.

“How did she spend her day?“l asked as | took off my coat and tossed it on the sofa in the living room.

“She was in her room all day, sir.She ate her meals, took her medications and had a good rest.“The maid

responded.

I nodded.

Her wound would heal soon this way.

Chad moved closely to me,looking grave.

“What is it?”

“I got news that your mother had another episode and she hasn't been stable since then.”

I swallowed hard.

An accident that happened years ago had been intended to kill both my parents but it killed my dad and left my

mom with a permanent brain injury.

Losing her first son worsen her condition. Though the public doesn’t know that she’s mentally unstable.

When she’s sane, she’s shows up in public and act like every normal socialite plus, she tries to finda wife

and she succeeded in gettingone.

| think my mother feels she might die soon, that is why she had been hellbent on gettingsomeone.

It killsthat she’s the way she is.Plus, she didn’t want to leave that damn family house!

| do not understand her own way of protectingbecause all | can see is that the King family are using her as

their only leverage against me.Hell, I'm sure they must have threatened her to remain in that house.

| have tried to take her away so many times but they are unwilling to relinquish their hold on her.

Lighting a cigarette, | exhaled slowly, trying to ease the tension | felt.

My mother was the only family | had left.| can not lose her,

“Go to the King’s estate. Make sure she takes her right medication and tell her that my wife and | will cvisit

her if she gets better soon.I’'m sure she'll like the sound of that.”

“Got it.“Chad nodded.

“I'll be leaving the country in a few days.Keep an eye on my wife.”

“As you wish.”

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*RENEE*

When | got told that Marcelo left the country for a few days.

I was so relieved.

| ventured out of my bedroom, grateful for the chance to avoid further awkward encounters with him.

And | tried to stop beating myself up about it.

| got drunk.

So?

People do lots of stupid things when they were drunk.

| wasn't justifying the stupid things.

| just wanted to move forward from it.

| have learnt my lessons and | will do better in the future.

When | got the interview invite from KM Group, my knee was just beginning to heal.

KM group conducted a quarterly stylist hunt, filtering through thousands of applications to interview less than a

hundred.

The process involved three rigorous rounds, culminating in one person landing the coveted role.

The chosen one would partner with KM Group for the quarter, gaining access to unparalleled resources and

training.

Standout participants might even secure referrals to prestigious brands and studios, a tremendous boost for any

resume.

Determined not to let this opportunity slip, | made my way to the interview despite my injury.

The KM Group tower, a striking feature of the country’s financial district, loomed ahead with its gleaming “KM”

insignia.

The initial stage was a written test, covering the essentials of image design and the latest in fashion, alongside

analytical questions. The immediate results whittled the group down to twenty-nine.

Next, candidates demonstrated their styling skills on mannequins. This round tested their basic yet critical

abilities in fashion coordination and personal flair.

Renee, absorbed in her task, was unaware she’d becthe subject of photos now circulating in KM Group's

employee chat.

“There's an absolute stunner at today’s interview! Puts the celebrities to shame!”

“You're goddamn right! She's the epitof elegance! Makesfeel like a complete klutz.”

“She’s so stunning! She could coast on her looks alone! Why even bother with talent?”

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“Skeptical here! Con! Showher pics.”

Luke, also a KM employee, saw the chat and smirked, unaware of Renee’s presence. Then the photos appeared,

and his smugness vanished.

What was going on? Wasn't this Mrs King?! Why was she at KM Group? Did she know her husband was on the

thirty-eighth floor, in the CEO's office?

Pondering briefly, Luke hurried to Marcelo’s office.

Marcelo’s office exuded a spacious and bright ambiance, adorned with expansive windows, yet its black and

white palette lent a stark, austere vibe.

Marcelo was at his desk when Luke burst in.

“Mr. King, you need to see this.” Luke presented his phone. “Isn’t this your wife?”