The Billionaire's Genius Wife



Scarlett gasps in shock. 'So, he did see me through my disguise?' 

Instantly Scarlett lost her ability to speak. She couldn't answer his question. She can only remain silent to meet his blue eyes that stare at her sharply.

"Fine, if you don't want to answer that. But I need to know, why are you avoiding me? With one glance, I know it's you, but you seem to be avoiding me, and who is that old man? Is he your 'undercover' husband?"

Scarlett, "..."

Xander chuckled, then gently ruffled Scarlett's hair. "I understand you did it to get a DNA sample from Dax Withers, right?" he asked.

Scarlett blinked and nodded in response.

"Ms. Riley, I don't want you to wear sexy clothes without me by your side from now on, and you can't go to such extremes again," Xander said, smiling. "If you need a DNA sample from Dax Withers, we can find other ways to get it." He leaned in and kissed Scarlett's lips quickly, unable to resist their seductive allure.

She blushed after their lips parted. 

"Okay, let's rest..." Xander was about to stand up, but Scarlett's hand pulled him back to sit down. "Huh? Is there anything else you want to talk about?"

"How did you find out it was me, the woman in the gold dress?" Scarlett asked, troubled. She believed her disguise was perfect, and even if she crossed paths with Rex, he wouldn't recognize her. But how did Xander know it was her?

"Baby," Xander's voice sounded serious. "It seems you don't believe I'm looking at you through your eyes, do you? All right, all right... that's easy! The first sign that warned me that you were around was your unique fragrance when we passed each other in the parking lot! Didn't you know the perfume you use somehow makes your skin emanate a sexy smell? That's one of many things that stuck in my mind every time we finished making love, babe. If we hadn't made love, I would never know about your sexy smell."

"..." Scarlett blushed after hearing his vulgar words. But later, she cursed herself for making such a mistake. She accidentally put on the perfume she used to use before leaving for the party. She realized it was her fault and she shouldn't have used fragrances.

"And, maybe you can already guess that Aunty Martha has a relationship with the Hill family, right?"

She nods.

Xander continued, "The eldest son of the Hill family happens to be my best friend, so I asked him to check the CCTV footage. As soon as I saw the footage, I knew that hot lady in the gold dress was you."

Scarlett was speechless. 

She couldn't believe that a security camera had undone her carefully crafted disguise. She lowered her head, feeling embarrassed.

After a while, they were lost in their own thoughts. Xander was the first to break the silence.

"Scarlett, there's something that's been confusing me, and you haven't explained it to me," Xander said, his face gloomy as he remembered their encounter at the party. "At the Hill Party, why were you avoiding me?"

Scarlett's body stiffened as she thought about how to respond. She couldn't keep secrets from Xander any longer and didn't want to lie to him. However, she had promised Rex that she would keep this secret. She felt torn.

After pondering for a moment, Scarlett decided to tell Xander the truth. She silently apologized to Rex, 'I'm sorry, Rex, I can't keep my promise. After all, you were the one who told Xander about my position. It's not my fault that I'm being honest with him. Xander is a smart guy, and he'll connect the dots eventually. So, I don't have a choice.'

...

When Xander met Scarlett, he suspected she was keeping something from him. However, he had never forced her to reveal her secret, choosing instead to patiently wait for her to feel comfortable enough to confide in him. As long as she didn't abandon him, he would wait as long as it took.

"It's okay if you don't want to tell me, babe," Xander said, smiling as he rubbed her head. He could see the turmoil in her eyes as she struggled to find the courage to speak.

Scarlett's voice shook as she replied, "No, I want to tell you..."

Xander was surprised to hear her say that. "Really?" he asked, his eyes widening in disbelief.

Scarlett interlocked her hands on her thighs, trying to find the right words to say so that Xander wouldn't be too shocked.

"Xander, before I tell you, please promise me that you won't hate me," Scarlett said, pausing for a moment before continuing.

Although Xander was confused by her words, he nodded in agreement as he said, "I promised!"

How could he be angry with her? Whatever she said, it wouldn't change his love for her. He loved her for who she was, and nothing could ever change that.

After taking a deep breath, Scarlett finally mustered the courage to look into Xander's blue eyes staring at her. She could see confusion in his eyes, which made her even more nervous about his reaction to her confession.

"Xander, before I met you, I belonged to an organization in the US. My disguise at the party involved that organization so I couldn't reveal myself to you. Not then and there," Scarlett explained.

Xander was shocked, but he remained silent and maintained his calm expression.

Scarlett took a deep breath before continuing, "And I'm sure you already know a lot about me. You know about my hacking skills, martial arts expertise, and ability to handle a gun... right?" she asked.

"Hmm, yeah. That I know," Xander replied.

"You also know that I have enemies out there," she said, pausing to gauge his reaction.

"That I know too..." Xander repeated.

"Can you guess who I am?" Scarlett asked, her heart racing with anticipation.

Xander raised his brow, feeling even more confused after hearing her explanation. "Are you a secret agent or a spy?" he asked.

"..." Scarlett scolded herself inwardly. How could she expect Xander to understand her identity with such a vague explanation? Of course, he would be confused. She was even confused by her own sentence.

"Baby, you can tell me frankly about anything. Anything. Don't be afraid." Xander encouraged Scarlett, placing her cold hands in his lap. "Just say it. I won't say anything bad or get angry at you. I won't even judge you. Whatever you say about your hidden identity, I'm here to listen."