Secret Wife Real Billionaire (by Ela) novel Chapter 265

Renee didn't respond and continued upstairs, leaving Vivian behind in the room.

Reaching the top of the stairs,Renee found herself regretting not having Chad escort Vivian out. She wondered if Vivian would leave on her own.

Vivian stood there, seething with frustration.

How dare Renee treat her like that?

Chad appeared discreetly, hesitating.

“Miss Lambert, would you like to stay, or..." His unfinished words implied that it was now time for her to leave.

Vivian managed a strained smile. “Can I wait here for Marcelo? It's my first time at his house, and it seems inappropriate to leave so abruptly."

“Of course,"Chad replied.

In his mind, he found Vivian’s unannounced visit somewhat improper, given her lack of gifts or courtesies.

In the meantime, a car stopped outside the main building of the mansion.

The staff, once used to Marcelo being a workaholic, now observed him returning home on time each day.

Entering the house, Marcelo immediately felt something was off.

Before he could put his finger on it, he noticed activity in the kitchen.

The light was on, and he heard a woman's voice.

His heart leapt, thinking of Renee, and he quickly made his way to the kitchen.

There, a woman in an apron stood at the counter, her back to the door, busily adding yams to a pot.

Was Renee cooking?

Regardless of the outcome,Marcelo resolved to appreciate her effort tonight.

The usual coldness in his eyes softened.

“Renee…”

“Marcelo, you're back!"Vivian’s voice, filled with surprise, cut him off.

The emerging smile on his face instantly vanished.

“Vivian," he acknowledged, his expression clouding over.

He hadn't mistaken her for Renee; he simply hadn't expected any other woman to be at his house. Vivian caught the flash of disappointment in his eyes, and her smile faltered.

“I...came to discuss something with you. I thought I'd make you some soup while I waited," she explained.

Marcelo showed little interest in the soup.

This move only served to infuriate Vivian further.

Renee sat down with a smile on her face.

"Happy now?"Marcelo asked, sounding both resigned and tender.

“Yeah, I'm happy,"Renee replied, glancing at Vivian who was sitting across from her.

She looked as though she was flaunting a piece of candy, clearly annoying her rival in the process.

“Marcelo, is Miss Hudson always like this at home?"Vivian inquired, her tone implying more than she said.

“And if she is?"Marcelo responded, confused by her question.

He either truly didn't catch her drift or chose not to dwell on it.

At his response, Vivian seemed taken aback, but since Marcelo had already put the question out there, she felt compelled to respond.

“Marcelo, even after you sat down, Miss Hudson still insisted on you giving up your seat. I didn't expect that she would be so...rude."

Her words were carefully chosen, aiming to paint Renee in a negative light.

Marcelo brushed off the comment. "She can be any way she wants with me.I don’t mind."

He implied that Renee demand was no big deal because he remembered her going so far as to push or kick him in anger, which was just part of their dynamic.