Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Wendy did not understand what happened, but hearing Renee's question made her feel that something was amiss.

Hence, she did not say more.

After hanging up, Renee was even more convinced that Arya had taught Toph. Otherwise, why would he suddenly

buy her a set of lipsticks? How would he know about her lack of security? How would he talk about keeping a

distance from other girls?

"It must be Arya..." Renee clenched her phone tightly, her knuckles turning white and her hand trembling slightly.

They must have met, and Arya must have told Toph more things. Her words must really be influential since he

remembered them so well!

A lump formed in Renee's chest, and tears welled up in her eyes. She turned to look at the cosmetics that Toph had

sent. Those neatly arranged lipsticks in their box seemed like mocking crimson eyes, ridiculing her insecurity and

her shameful background.

The last shred of security she held onto was completely shattered.

"Ah!" A headache struck Renee. She knocked over the box of lipsticks, which scattered on the floor, and kicked

them in frustration.

-

Chris visited the Thompson Group's real estate sales center. He had intended to give Lena the set of lipsticks but

chose to watch her sell properties when he noticed her standing there as a salesperson. She was wearing a shirt,

pants, and her work badge.

After observing for a while, he finally understood why she had not made any sales for over a month.

Chris could not help but feel amused and exasperated. He waited at the entrance until Lena got off work.

Lena had been standing all day and felt completely worn out. As she stepped outside, a large hand suddenly

grabbed her. Her initial instinct was to pull away, but when she looked up, she met Chris' kind and gentle gaze.

"Tired?" Chris smiled gently. "Come with me to a place where you can relax."

Lena had yet to fully process the situation when she was pulled into a car. They sped away and ended up at Chris'

downtown apartment.

Lena halted and looked at him warily.

"Don't misunderstand, Lenny," Chris said softly. "This apartment has been empty all along. I've never lived here. It's

close to where you work. If... if you don't want to stay at the Thompsons', you can temporarily stay here. How about

that?"

Lena froze, warmth flooding her heart. She silently looked at him.

She had indeed thought about moving out of the Thompsons recently. She did not want to have conflicts with Renee

anymore, nor did she want to put Lina in a difficult position.

She had also considered renting a small house in the city center. It just had to be cheap. That way, she would be

close to both her workplace and the Thompsons. If the Thompsons needed her, she could return at any time.

Finding such rentals was difficult. She approached multiple agencies, but either the prices were too high, or the

facilities were lacking.

She never expected she would get such a place without any effort.

Lena smiled faintly. How did Chris manage to understand her thoughts so easily?

"Come, Lenny! Come inside and take a look!" Chris gathered his courage and acted casually in reaching for her

hand. Once he held it, he tightly interlocked their fingers and refused to let go.

The door had a fingerprint lock. He helped her input her fingerprint, and the door opened with a soft beep.

Lena followed him inside. The apartment was spacious, and the living room was bright and airy, with floor-to-ceiling

windows offering a view of the distant sea. The decoration and furniture were of minimalistic style, practical yet

elegant. It was the style Lena liked the most.

Beside the living room was a small study with a state-of-the-art computer and bookshelves filled with books.

Lena casually pulled out a few books. Surprisingly, they were the ones she had planned to buy and had stored in

her online shopping cart.

She turned around in surprise. Chris, who had been staring at her, quickly averted his gaze almost nonchalantly the

moment their eyes met.

Chris grinned. "How is it? Satisfied?"

Lena bit her lip. She was more than satisfied. It was the exact image of the home she had dreamed of.

Chris beamed at her, but she could not offer a smile back. She felt like crying.

She flushed to the tip of her ears when she saw the large double bed in the bedroom.

Chris froze as well. When he asked Zuko to purchase the furniture, he had not mentioned that they would be

sharing this apartment! This was such an awkward situation!

"It's not what you think, Lenny!" Chris hurriedly explained, his tongue tripping over his words. "Listen to my

argument—"

"Huh?"

"Listen to my explanation!" Sweat started to bead on Chris' nose. "I... I don't know what happened here. It's... It

might be because this bed is expensive. Yeah, that's it! I told the guy helping me to buy expensive things, so he..."

Lena smiled. "The guy who was helping you?"

"Yeah, yeah, that useless guy! I won't use him again in the future!"

Lena chuckled and headed back to the living room, taking a seat on the sofa. From there, she could see the sea.

The deep blue sea and the night sky complemented each other, and the moonlight cast a gentle glow on the waves.

Everything was calm and beautiful.

Lena's nerves, which had been tense for the whole day, finally relaxed slightly. She thought that having such a

beautiful place to rest was a great gift even if she did not live there.

She looked at Chris. "By the way, why did you come to my workplace today?"

"I..." Chris paused for a moment, then chuckled. "I came to see how you're doing with your property sales."

Lena's gaze dimmed. "Not very well."

Chris chuckled inwardly and thought, 'Look at what other salespeople are like when clients come in and look at

yourself. You just stand by the door, staring at them with a cold expression.

'You don't take the initiative to approach them, don't push your sales pitch, and don't even crack a smile! You don't

look like a salesperson but more like a security guard!'

When these thoughts reached Chris' lips, they turned into: "Lenny, don't mind them! Those clients must be blind.

They can't see what an excellent salesperson you are!"

Lena giggled.

Somehow, Chris had moved closer and closer to her.

"I know my flaws," Lena said softly. "But this is just how I am. I can't change it in a short time, and I don't know how

to change it."

"Actually, there should be some techniques to improve your sales skills." Chris looked at her, his gaze changing

slightly after a moment.

"About that..." He spoke softly. "How about using me as a practice client?"