Secret Wife Real Billionaire (by Ela) novel Chapter 237

Chapter 237 Marcelo comes by

Sarah couldn’t contain her laughter, holding a pillow.

Just as Renee was about to respond, her phone rang with a call from Marcelo.

“Renee, are you up for meeting?”

“What?”

His question left her puzzled.

“Come to the dock,” Marcelo told her.

With that, he hung up the phone.

Almost at the same time, Garfield got a text from the island’s security.

He informed Renee, “Miss, there’s a man at the dock claiming he’s here to see…”

Before Garfield finished his words, Renee dashed off, phone in hand.

Sarah, eyes wide with surprise, murmured, “Is Marcelo actually here?”

“Just as we were talking about him…the miss’s husband makes his appearance!”

Afterwards, Garfield had the chef prepare extra dishes and said as he left to deliver them to Kristopher, “I’ll be a delivery man. Miss Curtis, make yourself at home.”

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Later that afternoon, Kristopher sat in his wheelchair, soaking up the sun.

Seeing him, Darrell recalled the embarrassment of his earlier behavior, feeling a surge of anger, and rushed over to confront Kristopher.

“Kristopher, I’d strongly suggest you stay out of the dispute between me and the two bitches, Renee and Sarah! Or else, you’ll learn your lesson the hard way!”

Kristopher was initially watching Renee’s house, but suddenly, Darrell blocked his view.

He looked down, visibly annoyed, at the hand that was clutching his shirt.

Darrell, mistaking Kristopher’s silence for

fear, was on the verge of laughter.

But then, a loud scream broke the silence.

“Ah!”

In an instant, Kristopher stood up, forcing Darrell down with his face against the ground.

With his knees on Darrell’s back, Kristopher applied pressure, eliciting a pained shout from him. Darrell was

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frightened.

He hadn’t expected the seemingly frail man in a wheelchair to possess such strength. Kristopher acted so fast that he couldn’t react!

“Do you really think you can intimidate me?”

Though Kristopher spoke softly, his words sent a chill down Darrell’s spine.

Before he could say more, an assistant interrupted, “Sir, Garfield has arrived.”

Kristopher warned, “Darrell, mind your own business if you value your life.”

Darrell felt a shiver run through him, suddenly too terrified to utter a single word of defiance.

By the time Garfield approached, Kristopher was back in his wheelchair, appearing unchanged, while Darrell stood there, head bowed, trembling.

“Mr. Wright, this is for you. I hope you enjoy the caviar,” Garfield said with a smile.

Kristopher accepted it with a thank you.

“Garfield, he was just…”

Darrell’s attempt to speak was cut short by a sharp look from Kristopher, the coldness in his gaze unmistakable.

“Why does he get the caviar and not me?” Darrell asked a different question then.

Garfield, aware of the morning’s events, responded with a smile, “Perhaps the owner of the island doesn’t like

you.”

Kristopher, meanwhile, showed little interest in the caviar.

Yet, the gift was from Renee, making Kristopher grip it even more tightly without realizing it.

He wished she had delivered it herself.

The moment Garfield left, the warmth in Kristopher seemed to vanish.

It was as if a blade was placed over Darrell’s throat.

“Garfield’s close to Renee. You’re worried she’ll find out you went after me.” Darrell chuckled, thinking he had leverage over Kristopher.

“Would you even dare to tell her?” Kristopher responded with a sneer.

In an instant, Kristopher’s subordinates had silently gathered around.

Darrell’s smirk froze on his face.

“You, you have feelings for her, don’t you?“Darrell couldn’t believe it and said, “But Kristopher, she’s married!”

“Mr. Vargas, just worry about keeping yourself alive and staying quiet.”

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The air was heavy with the scent of the sea, and the breeze caused Marcelo’s clothing to flutter.

He was on the dock’s edge, watched closely by a handful of security personnel.

Merely five minutes earlier, these guards had been instructed by their boss to grant him access to the island.

Once on the island, Marcelo stood still, his gaze casually fixed on the Dreamboat sign etched in gold in the distance.

“Sir, you can go and find the person you are looking for,” one of the guards reminded.

“I’ll wait here for my wife to come for me.”

Shortly after his words, a figure in white appeared, moving gracefully like a butterfly in the breeze.

“There she is, my wife.”

“Marcelo, why are you here?” Renee inquired.

The sea breeze prompted her to unconsciously squint her eyes, but the surprise in her beautiful eyes couldn’t be concealed.

Marcelo suddenly felt that the fatigue from working all night was all worth it.

He smiled. “Weren’t you the one who extended the invitation?”

He helped her in tucking her unruly hair behind her ear, turned to the side, and thoughtfully shielded her from the wind.

“When did I…”

Her words trailed off as she suddenly recalled the phone call from last night and the conversation she had with him.

He clearly exploited the ambiguity in her words!

Marcelo, captivated by her rosy lips, gently cradled her face in his hands and leaned in for a kiss suddenly.

The surrounding guards discreetly averted their gazes, following Garfield’s explicit instruction that this lady was of paramount importance and warranted the utmost respect.

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