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Secret Wife Real Billionaire (by Ela) novel Chapter 289

There was a knock on the door, and a second later, Luke let himself into the ward.

“I found it, Mr. King! Someone tried to kidnap your mother from the sanatorium, and she got hurt when she struggled from her assailants."

Kidnapping?

That sanatorium belonged to none other than Paul. Nothing had happened all these years, yet the moment news of Marcelo’s apparent recovery leaked out, someone tried to abduct Jessica.

Was Paul behind this?

Or was it Gary?

Or perhaps...Did the two of them join forces?

Anger flickered in Marcelo’s usually indifferent eyes.

Beside him, Vivian sighed to herself in relief.

Anna had told her that Marcelo had been behaving strangely in the past few days.

Even today, he hadn't shown up to the company meeting, and provided no reason for his absence. Vivian thought that he must have had a fight with Renee, and figured that he had skipped work to see her.

At first, Vivian had to rack her brains for a plausible reason to draw Marcelo to her. As luck would have it, an incident occurred involving Jessica.

The way she saw it, God was helping her achieve her goals.

But now that Marcelo was here, she realized that it wasn't nearly enough for her.

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The lounge of the art school.

“Ah! It's been months since we last saw each other. Renee is even more beautiful than I remember!" Susanna beamed.

Daniel gave no reaction to her incessant prattling. When she was finally done, he said, "Well, you've seen her. Can you go back to Glostin now?"

Susanna batted her eyes at him, her eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings. She started to act cute and coquettish as she smiled at him.

Daniel didn't even think twice about palming her face and pushing her away.

Whenever she gave him that look, she had either caused a mess or was about to ask him for a ridiculous favor.

Undeterred, Susanna cried out, "Daniel! I want to study in Bellbanks University!"

Just as he had expected, she was making yet another absurd request.

“Susanna, for goodness' sake! You just graduated from university. Bellbanks University is a prestigious university that's quite challenging to gain admission to as a postgraduate student, you know?"

The answer to that was, of course, no.

Susanna pounced on Daniel and nuzzled against his chest, acting like a spoiled child.

Daniel was over 6 feet tall, while Susanna was only around 5'2. She locked her arms around his waist and held on for dear life.

“Daniel, release me, please," Susanna protested, her voice a mixture of annoyance and resistance, as his hand firmly grabbed her collar.

“You know, only large dogs pounce on people like that. Are you trying to prove a point?" Daniel, with an exaggerated gesture, motioned for Susanna to walk with more decorum.

It had been a lifelong struggle for her, her penchant for reckless running and frequent tumbles, a trait that seemed unchangeable.

Once she was free, Susanna's face lit up, and she sprinted toward Renee, embracing her warmly and showering her with compliments.

“Renee, your lecture was absolutely incredible!"

Returning the embrace with a smile, Renee expressed her gratitude, feeling the warmth of Susanna's words.

“Miss Hudson, hello, my name's Daniel Lambert," Daniel introduced himself as he gently lifted Susanna away from Renee. "I wanted to express my gratitude for looking after Susanna on the set earlier. I apologize for not being able to thank you in person at that time."

Renee responded with a warm smile, "Mr. Lambert, you're too kind."

As Renee gazed at Daniel's face, she couldn't shake a strange sense of unease.

Perhaps it was because he shared a surname with Vivian?

This thought lingered in the back of her mind, causing her to unconsciously distance herself from any feelings of familiarity with him.

Daniel extended an invitation for Renee to join him for lunch, but she politely declined.

After Renee had left, Susanna regarded Daniel with curiosity.

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