Married a Secret Billionaire
Chapter 844

Aurelia pouted as she yanked on the tassels on her clothes with both hands like she was venting a tantrum.

The celebrities who came were under Imperial Media and Sol Entertainment. All of them were A-list artists. There was also no doubt that the award-winning actress was at this occasion. Aurelia's eyes had been on her.

Millie wore a low-cut sapphire mermaid dress with a slightly androgynous makeup look. Her presence was accentuated, and she gave off the vibe of a queen.

It was no wonder people called her the red carpet killer. Which female celebrity would want to be in the same photo as her with how she looked?

The more Aurelia thought about it, the angrier she was. Neil had been talking to Millie. Had he forgotten that she was also there? She could also hear their conversation clearly.

Just earlier, Neil had given Millie a big hug when he saw her. Millie was all smiles and even gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Why are you still so dashing, Mr. Harris!?"

"Gorgeous as you are, Ms. Hill!"

"I heard that you're back to inherit your family business?"

"Hah, my family has no business." Neil smirked. "My family only has military troops!"

Millie giggled from his humblebrag, but her laugh sounded piercing to Aurelia.

"Hey, stop pulling at them!" Alexander winced. "Look at your clothes..."

Aurelia snapped out of her trance. Damn it! Her tassels were bare now! She stomped her foot in frustration, feeling sorry and anxious.

Alexander could not stand to see how she obviously liked Neil but refused to admit it. He held his laugh back and consoled her, "It's fine. There are embroidery artists in the palace. Wait in the dressing room. I'l arrange it."

"But..." Aurelia felt bad. "It'd be troublesome..."

"If you think so, you can come to the palace and make me chilled rose-flavored jelly for me next time?" Alexander said with a chuckle, "I need to correct Neil's pettiness. How could he be petty with me over a bowl of jelly!?"

Aurelia giggled and bowed to part with Alexander. A servant then led her to the dressing room.

After Alexander asked for the embroidery artist, he suddenly heard a shrill voice behind him.

"Brother, what's the meaning of this?"

Alexander stiffened and turned around, meeting Victoria's enraged eyes.

"Why is the barbaric girl here? How did she manage to come in with Neil!?

"And..." Victoria was shaking in anger as she said through her gritted teeth, "Why are you here too? Shouldn't you be 'ill'?"

Alexander held his head up with a smile.

Victoria could not help stepping back. She rarely saw a gaze like this from him—indifferent, determined, and untouchable loftiness.

In her impression, her younger brother had always lived timidly and inferiorly...

Victoria recomposed herself, thinking that her eyes must have played a trick on her.

"Why? Unable to answer my question?" Her gaze was vicious. "You must have forgotten our deal, haven't you?"

There was a pause before Alexander replied calmly, "I didn't forget it."