Secret Wife Real Billionaire (by Ela) novel Chapter 57

Chapter 57

MARCEL nee and Wyatt

A knock sounded on the door.

“Mr and Mrs King,breakfast is ready. “Chad announced outside the door.

I let go of Renee because I could see she really wasn’t ready for me.

I wanted her to be completely ready for me, body and soul, before take her.

“Freshen up and let’s go eat.”

“Don’t you like the food today, Mrs King?“Chad asked Renee over breakfast because he noticed her picking at her good.

I had noticed that as well.

“Do you want something else, Renee?“I asked.

She looked at me and then quickly looked away.

I smirked, knowing it was about this morning.

Her face was still as red as a tomato.

It seemed she was still reeling in it.

I recalled how small she had felt when I slide my finger into her.

I could only get a finger in.She almost made me think that she was a virgin.

And she said she had never gone down on Andrew before.

That had made me feel so pleased.

But there was no way she and Andrew didn’t have sex throughout their relationship.

I shook my head.Not wanting to think about that.

It didn’t matter.

It shouldn’t bother me that she was once Andrew’s.

She was mine now.

And I wanted to keep it that way.

She’d always be mine.

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*RENEE*

In a gesture of gratitude, I arranged a lunch meeting with Wyatt.

We met at a renowned high–end rich cuisine restaurant in the city

“Mr Moore, I want to express my gratitude for you assistance to my Nana.“I gently slid two palm–sized, finely wrapped presents

to him.

“These are my small tokens of appreciation.I hope you like them. You can give this to your mother.“I suggested with a smile.

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He beamed at me.“Thank you.I’m sure my mother will like it as w1.But again,you do not need to feel indebted to me Like I said before, I did this because of your husband’s contribution.”

He leaned against his chair.

“Well, I still feel so grateful for Rudy you did so I needed to show it designed this for myself.“I said to him.

He lifted a brow.“Then I accept your gratitude. Thank you,Renee.”

After that we had a great lunch.

He told me he was scheduled to deliver a lecture at a university so we headed out off the restaurant and to the parking lot.

As I opened the door of the silver koenigsegg car,I heard him let out.

“Renee, that’s your ride?It

looks exotic and really familiar.”

I smiled and replied. “You might have seen it in Marcelo’s garage.

I saw his jaw dropped. “He let you ride it?”

I nodded.

know he must be so surprised because of how expensive and exquisite the car was.

“I can’t believe Marcelo. I’ve begged him a lot of times to let me ride this at least once since he won’t sell it to me but he always refuses. He really is something else when it comes to you.“Wyatt sighed.

Upon hearing his words, I retrieved the car key and offered.

“Mr Moore, will you like to have a ride on it?”

I knew he couldn’t refuse such an invitation for his eyes brightened.

He must have been dying to ride this car.

From a distance, Cathrine observed Renee entering the passenger side of an extravagant sports car, while a man with a towering figure slipped into the driver’s seat.

Catherine quickly took a photo.

“Catherine, what are you laughing at? What did you see?” Her assistant asked in confusion.

“I find it funny that I just caught someone cheating.”

That evening, Wyatt threw a small gathering.

Only Marcelo, Jason, and him were there.

“Marcelo, it’s just us three. Why are you still in a wheelchair?” Wyatt noticed Marcelo’s arrival. Jason, sipping red wine, chuckled and remarked, “Marcelo simply prefers not to walk.”

Marcelo ignored him and turned to Wyatt. “What’s the occasion?”

“Can’t I just invite you guys for some fun?” Wyatt replied, clutching a present from Renee in his bag.

Marcelo remained silent.

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Chapter 57 Renee and Wyatt

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Once they had enjoyed some wine, Wyatt casually presented that delicate blue brocade box. “Take a look at this, Marcelo.” He opened the box and slid it toward him. “What do you think?” Inside the black velvet lay a tie of dark green silk with an intricate paisley pattern.

It was understated, sophisticated, and thoughtfully designed.

“Not bad,” Marcelo murmured, barely giving it a glance.

As he spoke, Wyatt watched Marcelo reaction closely. “Just not bad It’s from your wife. She designed it herself.”

Such ties were coveted for their superior material, design, and pattern.

Marcelo gave the tie a second glance.

After a brief pause, he asked, “It’s from Renee?”

Jason, catching on Wyatt’s intent, played along. “Marcelo, how can you dismiss her design as not bad? I really like this tie. Let me see it!”

Before Jason could reach it, the box was snatched away. The man in the wheelchair had taken it.

The tie and box swiftly changed hands, eluding Wyatt.

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