Married a Secret Billionaire

Chapter 60

Carter was soaked in sweat, looking frantic with red-rimmed eyes. He failed to hold back his tears when he saw Cordelia come for him and went up to grab her.

“Cordelia, something happened at home!”

“What’s wrong?”

“Your sister…” He panted. “Yelena took a lot of people home saying that she wants to chase us out!”

Cordelia felt her ears buzz, and her mind went blank.

“She came with a lot of workers saying she wants to take back the house to renovate it for her own use! Sis, didn’t your father give the house to our mom? What right does she have to take it back!?”

Cordelia’s heart thrashed. She panicked for a moment, not understanding why Yelena would do that.

“Let’s go back and have a look first!” She consoled Carter, “We’ve been living there for so many years. She can’t just take it back like that. There could be some misunderstanding!” From NôvelDrama.Org.

“What misunderstanding could there be? Yelena must be up to no good!” Carter fumed. “She took so many people to our place today and chased me out… Hmph! There are many of them, and I can’t fight them, but Marcus can!”

“What did you say?” Cordelia halted her step and turned pale. “Your brother-in-law knows about it already?”

“Yeah!” Carter nodded. “Of course, he’s involved when it’s something so big!”

“You!” Cordelia glared at him, anxious and angry.

It was only then Carter came to a realization. If Marcus met Yelena, whatever they had wanted to hide would be exposed!

“Sis, I…” Carter knew that he was at fault. “I didn’t do it on purpose. I panicked and was scared, so I called Marcus!”

Cordelia’s frown was knitted deep. “What did you tell him?”

“I didn’t say much. I just said that there are people causing trouble at home and sent him the address!”

Cordelia went quiet and pulled out her phone to text Marcus, mentioning nothing about the house and saying that she suddenly wanted to have the chestnut cake from the bakery west of the city. She asked him to buy it and send it to her office.

She had been basically attached by the hip with Marcus recently, so he listened to her very well. She guessed that Marcus would definitely prioritize what she asked for.

The chestnut cake from that bakery had a long queue. This would buy her time. She could rush home first, take care of the problem with Yelena, then clear it up with Marcus.

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“Hey, work faster, okay? Why are you taking so long with just a few pieces of furniture!?”

Yelena stood arrogantly and impatiently in the corridor of the residential building.

The neighbors were all commenting about her. She was pretty but was like a venomous snake with scheming written all over her face. They guessed that she could be the Jenner heiress, Cordelia’s half-sister from the same father. However, the sisters’ ways of conducting themselves were heaven and earth different.

“What are you looking at!?” Yelena glared at them. “Paupers! You belong to this pathetic birdcage!”

“Hah, rich missy, if you think this is a birdcage, why take back the house? This is still their shelter. You Jenners are rich and successful. Would you lack this small suite?”

“Who do you think you are? What does this have to do with you!? Go away!”

Yelena was haughty. The few kindhearted neighbors were helpless and could only gulp it down with their fists clenched.

“Faster!” Yelena vented on the movers. “These stupid things aren’t that precious! Let them be broken! That too. What’s that box for? Throw it away!”

Cordelia and Carter rushed upstairs.

Although Cordelia did not know what the box contained either, she had seen her mother’s care and regard for the box. Even when she was in the hospital, barely sane, she still reminded her to take care of the box during the rare times she was herself.

Cordelia dashed over and knocked the workers away to guard the box with her body.

“Do not throw it!”

Yelena froze before her expression turned mocking and dark.

“Why not? This house is my place after it’s emptied! I don’t allow others’ filth in my territory!”

“Nonsense!” Carter stepped up and pointed at Yelena. “This is our home! You’re intruding! I’m calling the police on you!”

Cordelia looked at the mess. They did not have a lot of furniture at home, to begin with, but the place was currently a mess. Her mother’s clothes were ransacked and stepped on, now stained.

Cordelia felt a pinch in her nose as rage and grievances rushed up to her. She slowly got up and stared at Yelena, asking her, “What right do you have to do this? This is my home!”

“Your home?” Yelena cackled and told her triumphantly, “Not anymore! I need a studio. Not too close to the city center or it’ll be too noisy, but it can’t be too far away, or it’ll be an inconvenience. After choosing around, this place’s location and size are just nice. Dad’s already agreed to give this place to me!”

Cordelia clenched her fists and did her best to stop herself from shaking. What a joke!

If Yelena wanted a studio, William could rent her an entire office floor at any time. Would they have to cause this drama in this mid-range residence?

Yelena was just doing this to force her and her mother to a dead end!

“Cordelia, I’m getting people to renovate the place next. Everything in this house will be knocked down and rebuilt!” Yelena looked at her coldly. “See if there’s anything you’re reluctant to part with and quickly get them out. Consider it my token for being sisters!”