Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

Chapter 48 No match for her

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“Does Andrew’s predicament please you?” he asked, assuring she'd be upset.

Renee's eyes spakled with delight.

Seeing her ex-fiancé in distress brought her undeniable joy

The final item was unveiled, a set of diamond bracelets.

The allure was immediate, eclipsing the previous items in desirability.

Wealthy bidders prepared to vie for it, possibly as a lavish L

Marcelo, without hesitation, raised his paddle. “Two billion.

His bid cast a hush over the crowd.

“What the fuck? Two billion right off the bat? Did he even leave room for others to bid?” Someone whispered,

Who is that man? The one next to Renee!”

“I don’t have a clue! But such extravagance... he’s richer than Andrew!”

“That’s Marcelo King, isn't it?”

“Impossible! Marcelo isn’t favored in the King family and doesn’t have that much money. Plus, Andrew didn’t

even greet him when he got here.That man can not be the sMarcelo that is supposedly an outcast in the

King family.”

As the auction wrapped up, the winning bidders were directed to the conference room to complete payment and

sign ownership transfer documents.

Andrew commented sarcastically, “One billion for a winery, Cousin, you certainly know how to spend money.”

He discreetly kept his voice low as he referred to Marcelo as “Cousin,” ensuring he wouldn't be overheard.

Before Marcelo had a chance to reply, Renee interjected with a smile, “Not quite as extravagant as your

girlfriend, though.”

She then turned her attention to Catherine, adding, “Miss Hudson, it seems you went over your budget by an

extra 100 million today, just in an attempt to compete with me, right?”

Catherine, defensive, shot back, “I wasn’t competing with you. You were the one trying to compete with me!”

Andrew’s heart sank hearing this.

He knew Catherine had overspent, but the reality of an additional hundred million stung.

That was one hundred million, not ten million!

Renee simply smiled, offering no further comment.

When the tcto sign for the diamond bracelet set, Marcelo extended the pen to Renee.

Renee looked puzzled at the gesture. Marcelo explained, “s a gift for you.”

“l don’t need it.““She declined promptly.

Her mindset was clear: if there was something she truly desired, she would purchase it herself.

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Marcelo seemed indifferent to her refusal.

He had participated in the auction to purchase her a gift, unaffected by whether or not she needed it.

The staff exchanged surprised glances, taken aback by Renee’s rejection of such a lavish gift. Marcelo coolly

instructed Bruce, “Dispose of it then ”

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“Hey!” Renee, believing Marcelo might actually do it, hastily suggested, “Give it to someone else.”

Catherine, observing the exchange, scoffed, “Hypocritical bitch!”

Andrew, watching silently, understood Renee's sincerity. During their engagement, Renee never sought gifts and

always reciprocated when she did receive them. Her refusal how wasn’t an act of pretense but a genuine lack of

desire for the item.

Andrew, who had once considered Renee’s simplicity and directness naive and tactless, now felt a touch of

nostalgia for those traits.

Not wanting to engage with Catherine, Renee ignored her. She was worried Marcelo might actually discard the

bracelet set.

Eventually, she decided to keep it, reasoning it could be stored at his house, which was also owned by Marcelo,

and then she signed the necessary documents.

A staff member approached with a concerning update for Andrew. “Apologies, Mr. King, but your account balance

is insufficient for the Koenigsegg bid. Would you prefer to use a check or another bank card?”

“What?” Andrew, startled and embarrassed, struggled to process the information.

It hinted at a pretense of wealth he couldn’t maintain.

The staff member explained, “Mr. King, your current balance is 1.93 billion dollars. Miss Hudson purchases.

amount to 202 million. The Koenigsegg bid is 1.9 billion, exceeding your total funds, and this is before taxes.”

Catherine, misunderstanding the gravity of the situation, dismissively interjected, “Just 2 billion. Don’t

underestimate Mr. King.”

Andrew found himself unwilling to engage in conversation with Catherine, frustrated by her naive perspective.

Just 2 billion?

To maintain appearances, he had allocated nearly all his liquid assets for the auction. Now, with less than 100

million remaining, he found himself in a financial bind.

If Catherine hadn't overbid, Andrew might have managed to cover the expense.

But with the current situation...

Renee, seizing the moment, addressed Andrew. “No need to panic, Mr. King. The penalty for withdrawing only

40%. If the 1.9 billion is too steep, the 500 million penalty should be more manageable for you.”

But the stark difference was clear: while 1.9 billion would secure a prized sports car, 500 million would simply

vanish as a penalty, a bitter outcindeed.

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“Renee what nonsense are you talking about?”

Catherine's retort was cut short as she noticed Andrew’s pale complexion, her voice softening with concern.

Drew, are you okay?”

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“Shut the fuck up!” Andrew hissed, seething with frustration and embarrassment. Catherine was the reason why

he was making a fool of himself!

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Catherine recoiled, feeling as though she had been metaphorically slapped.

Andrew's harsh scolding in public, coupled with his apparent financial predicament, left her humiliated.

Speculation and murmurs spread among the onlookers. “Does Mr. King really not have the funds?” someone

whispered.

“Hard to say. 1.9 billion is no small sum,” another replied, fueling the gossip. “We'll see who's truly wealthy when

it’s tto settle the bill.”

Andrew, desperate to deflect, targeted Renee. “You should be more concerned about your own companion,” he

scoffed, doubting Marcelo’s financial capacity, especially after his more extravagant spending.

But the staff promptly clarified, “That gentleman has already completed his payment.”

Marcelo’s swift settlement of the bill silenced any doubts about his means.

Andrew, pointing accusingly at Marcelo, was incredulous. How...How is this possible...”

“Mr. King, you're being impolite, “Renee intervened smoothly.

Renee’s remark subtly highlighted Andrew's lack of manners.

Andrew, realizing his impoliteness, quickly retracted his hand. His complexion alternated between pale and

flushed, his gaze still intensely focused on Marcelo.

He was baffled. Where did Marcelo get that much money?

Throughout the auction, Marcelo had done little else but bid on various items, seemingly relishing the process.

His carefree spending had brought a sense of satisfaction to him.

Renee, too, had played her part well, much to Marcelo’s amusement.

The auction house had arranged for the delivery of the items to Marcelo’s house through their security service,

sparing the bidders the hassle of transporting their purchases.

After the auction, Renee walked with Marcelo towards the parking lot but stopped short of getting into the car.

“I need to talk to Catherine,” Renee informed Marcelo, hinting that he should leave first.

When Marcelo remained silent, she quickly added, “Don’t worry, | have no interest in your cousin who couldn't

manage the 2 billion. It's just about Catherine.”

Marcelo gestured to Luke to close the car door, indicating he wouldn't wait for Renee.

In the car, Luke, pazzled, asked, “Mr. King, where to next?

“Circle back in five minutes, “Marcelo instructed.

Luke was baffled by Marcelo’s request. What

the hell?

Why would Marcelo pretend not to care just now? Yet, now he requested him to drive the car back to the auction

house five minutes later.

Ultimately, Andrew faced a hefty half-billion penalty for his inability to fulfill his bid.

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Andrew and Catherine exited the auction house, both visibly upset.

Andrew was frustrated for spending so much yet losing face, while Cathrine felt overshadowed by Renee again,

Upon reaching the parking lot, Cathrine noticed Renee standing there, waiting. When their eyes met, Renee

maintained her gaze, not looking away.

It was clear that Renee had been waiting specifically for Catherine.

“Are you going to apologize to me?” Cathrine asked with a haughty tilt of her chin. “I won't forgive you! I'll even

tell my parents what a heartless woman you are!”

Renee, unflinching, retorted, “Are you out of your mind or are you having a daydream?”

Why would she apologize to her when Catherine was the one who was the cause of all the trouble? Trying to be

patient, Renee said, “I'm here to advise you. Visit Nana in the hospital and apologize if you want to maintain

your good image.”

In their social circle, maintaining a good image was crucial for Catherine's prospects.

Catherine dismissed the advice with a scoff. She crossed her arms in a display of arrogance. She taunted in a

defiant tone, “I won't visit that old woman. What can you do about it, huh? You are in no position give orders...”

Her words halted abruptly as she was thrust against the hood of a sports car by Renee. The impact was painful,

immobilizing her.

Renee, towering over Catherine with a chilling presence, gazed down sternly.

Her voice icy and authoritative, Renee commanded, “You should address her fondly as Nana, you fucking bitch.”

“Renee, release me! You bastard! Ouch! You're hurting me! Catherine protested, struggling fruitlessly against the

Renee tightened her hold, her tone calm yet firm. “Say “Nana”. Say it aloud! Repeat it until you get it right.”

Catherine felt belittled under Renee’s scornful look. She saw Renee as a cruel beauty.

Frightened, Catherine complied, “Na...Nana!”

“Remember, show her respect!” Renee tilted her head slightly, narrowing the distance between them. Her voice

was soft yet laced with a threatening undertone. “Listen, Catherine, there's something you need to

understand.Your parents tookin as a baby.It was their decision so stop hatingfor it. However, please

remember that | am not the one at fault in this incident. Treating you with respect is a choice | make. If you

exploit that, it’s on you. Like in this situation, if | choose to assert myself, you have no choice but to accept it.

Let’s keep Nana out of our disputes, alright?”

Renee, known for her supposed gentleness, revealed a fierce side.

Clearly, she was so violent!

Had everyone been mistaken about her?

Catherine, grudgingly acknowledging her fear, nodded. “I understand.”

“I hope you truly understand. And if Narra suffers because of you again, you'll regret it.”

“Never again, “Catherine stammered, her legs shaking.

Renee let her go but not before one final shove against the car for emphasis.

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Catherine yelped in pain.

Andrew, witnessing the scene, was utterly astounded.

He had never witnessed this formidable aspect of Renee, surpassing even the incident when she had slapped

him.

In his view, Renee was the epitof elegance and gentleness, an archetype of a dignified lady, albeit

somewhat unexciting.

It was only now that Andrew realized he had barely scratched the surface of understanding Renee. “Andrew...."”

Catherine gazed at Andrew with a look of despair.

Snapping out of his thoughts, Andrew rushed to Catherine's aid “Renee, this is too much!”

“Oh? Mr. King, planning to defend your girlfriend? Ready for a fight?“Renier tilted her head slightly, challenging

him with her stare.

Her expression boldly said, “Fine, go ahead!”

She knew he was likely no match for her.

“I don’t engage in fights with women!” Andrew tried to calm his racing heart. Strangely, he found Ellie

captivating at that moment.

As Renee turned to leave, she caught sight of Marcelo’s Bentley, which had silently returned and was now parked

a short distance away.

The window lowered, revealing Marcelo’s striking features, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he observed

her.

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