Married a Secret Billionaire
Chapter 637

Cordelia paused. She looked up and saw Zennie staring at the mug in her hand with reddened eyes as she waved frantically. "Cordelia, don't drink it, don't drink it!"

"Zennie..."

"Cordelia, leave now!"

Cordelia's heart jolted. Before she could feel bad for Zennie or moved by her, she felt a force yanking her out of her seat.

Zennie was clutching her wrist to run out of the cafe, yelling, "Cordelia, go! Leave!"

Cordelia had never known a weak little girl like Zennie could be so explosive in strength that her wrist hurt from her grip.

"Cordelia, go!"

Zennie swatted the coffee off the table, shattering the mug with a clank.

"Zennie, we're leaving together!"

"No, Cordelia, I—"

Before Zennie finished speaking, her phone started buzzing. She broke down and cried.

Cordelia grabbed her phone and held her shoulders to get both of them out. A shadow suddenly rushed down from upstairs and punched at them aggressively. "Zennie Hamerton, you b*tch! How dare you not listen to me!?"

"Zennie has her own mind and thoughts. She knows what she should and shouldn't do! What right do you have to control her so she listens to you?"

"Oh?" Phil finally removed his mask and cap, revealing a vicious smile on his pale face. "Mrs. Hamerton, huh?

"Hah, what a pity that Marcus ended up in jail for the rest of his life. Otherwise, I'd really like to ask him what it felt like to have fun with Mrs. Hamerton on the floor!" "You" Cordelia shook in rage. "Stop making things up!"

"That's right. I'm just making things up!" Phil cracked a smirk. "But do you believe that nobody in this world wants to know the truth? They only want the drama!

"Zennie Hamerton, the same goes for your photos. No one wants to know the real side of the Hamerton heiress. They just want to see how she looks like being messed up by over ten men in the club!" "Shut up!" Zennie screamed and wailed.

Cordelia coaxed her and kept her behind her. She faced Phil's challenging gaze instead.

Phil's eyes were reddened as he kept stepping forward. It was like his features were twisted by his feelings.

Cordelia spoke calmly. "Phil Nelson, you did so many things to harm my husband and the Hamertons, right?"

Phil did not answer but inched closer to them.

Cordelia refused to give up. "But why? How did the Hamertons wrong you? Or perhaps... how did Zephyr wrong you?"

Phil was still silent.

Cordelia thought that his gaze grew colder and was filled with increasing resentment.

"Why? Do you want to know what happened between Zephyr and me?"

"If you're willing to tell me, I'll do my best to... recompense you on behalf of Zephyr."

"Hahaha..." Phil suddenly guffawed.

When he looked at Cordelia again, his gaze was savage as he pulled a bag of pills out of his pocket.

"Eat this, and I can tell you why I hate the Hamertons so much!"

Cordelia pressed her lips together before she uttered softly, "Okay."

Phil froze. He did not realize that he had already forced Cordelia to the window by the corner. The more Cordelia was forced into a corner, the more potential was triggered out of her.