Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

Chapter 150 TroublesIvan

Renee's sarcastic smile made Marcelo uncomfortable.

“She wants to work for Harvillston?“His frown deepened. He hadn't heard anything about Vivian wanting to work

for Harvillston.

There was no sign of rejection in Marcelo’s expression, as perceived by Renee.

It seemed he probably would agree if Vivian brought it up.

Renee's assumption wasn’t exactly groundless; after all, Harvillston really was the best choice in the country, so

it would be no surprise if Vivian wanted to work there.

Back when Alyssa took on the STAR jewelry endorsement, Renee couldn't stand to work with the toxic women in

Marcelo’s company. It did more harm than good to her work flow.

Naturally, she didn’t want this to happen again.

Drumming his fingers on the leather arm rest,Marcelo attempted to steer the topic back to his point.

He announced, “From now on, you're not allowed to call Howard.”

“Mr. King, are you seriously going to stopfrom contacting my former schoolmate now?” Whenever Renee

was angry, she knew how to piss him off. “I don’t bat an eyelash when you go out and drink with Vivian, or send

her flowers, or offer her your clothes. So, what does my business have to do with you?”

What ‘business’ did they have with each other? He was her husband for crying out loud!

Marcelo was now sure that Renee had seen him at the bar the other day

She had seen him, but again she had pretended not to know him.

But why? Was he so unworthy in her eyes? Or was it not worth her tto spare a moment to say hello to him?

“Do you really think that the matter between you and Howard is the sas the matter betweenand

Vivian?” he hissed.

It was obvious that Howard had been crushing on Renee for many years!A huge crush!And he was much smarter

than Damian! “Oh, of course not, Mr. King! Those are two very different matters! Renee answered, her voice

dripping with sarcasm. She and Howard were schoolmates, whereas Vivian and Marcelo had grown up together.

How could they be the same?

Of course they were different!

“Stop being so sarcastic with me, Renee.”Marcelo held her chin and forced her to look up at him.

Then he brought his face close to hers.

“Fine, I'll stop being sarcastic.“Renee sneered, “Next time, I'll tell Howard to pickup with flowers. I'll go to

the bar with him. I'll wear Howard's jacket and...”

Marcelo as so pissed that he kissed her!

Every word that left her lips just now seemed to prick his heart. Finally, he couldn't stop himself and leaned in to

silence her with his own lips.

“Marcelo, let go of me!”

Renee tried her best to push him, but he overpowered her, pressing her firmly against the back of the seat,

After what felt like an eternity, he finally released her.

Renee immediately gasped for air, her bloodshot eyes glaring at the man in front of her.

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“You're going to do all those things? Fine, go ahead!Renee, | dare you!”

Marcelo held her firmly by the back of her neck, his voice threatening, but his eyes showed a hint of flirtation.

Just hearing what she said just now made Marcelo want to throw that Lee brat abroad.

“Are you seriously angry at me?” Renee asked in a low voice.

Without hesitation, she seized her chance to shove Marcelo back to the passenger seat. “I'm the one who should

be angry,” she

sneered.

How dare he get angry with her?

She was just spouting nonsense whereas she had actually seen him doing these things with Vivian.

Smart as he was, Marcelo understood what she meant. His expression darkened.

However, what had occurred between him and Vivian was different from what Renee had assumed.

Last week, Ivan excelled in his examination, earning a half-day off. He decided to spend it visiting the main

building, only to be met with a heavy, uneasy atmosphere. This almost made him regret not staying in the side

building.

After witnessing Marcelo and Renee's tense interaction, Ivan quietly inquired, “Chad, what's going on with Renee

and Marcelo?

Chad shook his head, his expression clearly conveying they had an argument.

Ivan was baffled. “But Renee is so patient and kind. It must have been Marcelo who started the fight.”

Driven by curiosity, Ivan approached the study on the second floor and knocked.

The door swung open, unlocked remotely from within.

Upon entering, he was met with a frosty stare from Marcelo, seated behind his yellow rosewood desk.

The look suggested Ivan was an unwelcintrusion.

Marcelo had probably expected Renee, not Ivan, which explained why the door was opened.

“Marcelo, it's not fair to displace your anger onto me, your dear cousin, just because you and Renee had a

fight.“lvan, undeterred, settled onto the sofa.

Marcelo’s response was blunt and emotionless. “I don’t think | have a cousin as stupid as you.’

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Ivan, trying to defend himself, said, “Stupid? My scores have been showing significant improvement!”

But Marcelo’s disdain only deepened.

Ivan’s so-called improvement was actually transitioning from failing the exams to barely passing them.

Ready to leave, Ivan clapped his hands. “Well, | guess | should inform my parents about their genius nephew's

rocky marriage and uncertain future for their grandson...Hey! Watch it! You almost hit me!”

Marcelo, frustrated, tossed a pen at Ivan. “Ivan, have you lost your mind? Get out!”

Ivan, knowing full well he was provoking Marcelo, retorted, “If you're so bothered, why don’t you go apologize to

her?”

Their argument put Ivan in a difficult spot, making it uncomfortable for him to talk conveniently with Renee.

Marcelo let out a cold, dismissive, “No.”

He was always the one apologizing while she keeps treating him as if he meant nothing to her.

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Always jumping into conclusions and never telling him the problem!

Ivan had seen it coming that Marcelo would not entertain the idea of him making amends with her. So, he started

to tease, “of course, how could Mr. King ever apologize to anyone? But there’s no need to worry; Renee is so

remarkable, plenty men crave her attention. Your apology isn’t necessary anyway.”

Bang!

Suddenly, a file was thrown in Ivan’s direction.

Ivan narrowly avoided it, catching Marcelo’s stern look.

“I've said my piece, so I'm leaving!“Ivan hurried out, keen to avoid further upsetting Marcelo.

Besides, he had his own concerns; his own studies were a lot to handle.

He was swamped!

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