Married a Secret Billionaire novel Chapter 635

Cordelia was going to reply when her phone let out a ding, indicating that she had received a text. Her heart clenched.

Her sixth sense told her that this could very well be Zennie. Just minutes ago, Phil had threatened Zennie, and the girl might do as he said with how weak she was now.

Cordelia sucked in a cold breath and slowly reached for her phone.

Zephyr kept a hand on her shoulder, and his gaze dimmed with a frown.

“It’s fine. I’ll take a look.” Cordelia forced herself to stay calm. “It might not be Zennie. Could be some spam message. Maybe…”

Reality slapped her in the face the next second.

[Cordelia, are you free tomorrow afternoon? I’d like to buy your coffee. Let’s meet at the cafe we usually frequent. See you there!]

She even emphasized [Cordelia, come alone. I don’t want anyone around.].

Cordelia paled, and her hand holding her phone trembled.

Zennie knew very well that Cordelia was unguarded against her, yet she sent her a text like this.

Cordelia wondered what would happen if she had not tapped their conversation in advance and went to the coffee date out of her unguarded and complete trust in the girl.

“Cordelia…”

Zephyr hated that Zennie did not live up to expectations and wanted to grab the phone to call her.

“Wait!” Cordelia stopped him and replied right away.

[Sure, see you tomorrow.]

“You’re really going?”

…

The next afternoon, Cordelia was dressed in athleisure wear and a baseball cap as she arrived at the cafe punctually.

Zennie had already booked the whole cafe for themselves, so there were no other customers. She was waiting by the window.

She jolted when she saw Cordelia and picked up the cup in front of her to take a few gulps. She then looked up with a pure smile like always.

It was just that Cordelia felt bad for her. Zennie was so young when she met a sc*m, and now she was being threatened by said sc*m to do something against her will… How had she pushed through this period?

“Cordelia, why are you spacing out? Have a seat!”

Cordelia smiled and sat across from her.

“Zennie, you don’t look so well. You’ve been studying till late? Don’t give yourself too much pressure. You’ve always been great,” she said and wanted to pat Zennie’s head, but the girl froze and subconsciously dodged.