Marry into Money by Accident

Chapter 9
Lianne knew no recipes for a hangover cure, but Zane did not give her a chance to speak. “There’s a recipe and ingredients in the kitchen. Call me once you make it.”

Lianne had to take the job. Fortunately, she had done her fair share of housework growing up, so the task should not be too much of a challenge.

She prepped the ingredients according to the recipe, and not too long later, a nice hot broth was ready.

Lianne carried the bowl of broth out of the kitchen, but Zane was no longer in the living room. She looked around and found the door to the master bedroom left ajar. The light inside was seeping through the crack.

She put down the bowl and pulled out her phone to text Zane. “Mr. Atlas, the broth is ready. If there’s nothing else, I should get going.”

The doorbell rang right after Lianne sent the text message. The loud sound in the dead of the night frightened Lianne.

Thinking that it must be the CEO’s wife looking for him at this hour, Lianne started to freak out.

Although she and Zane had a strict assistant and CEO relationship, people would think otherwise since they were alone in the room in the middle of the night.

Amid Lianne’s hesitation, the bedroom door swung open, and Zane walked out in only a bathrobe. “Go and open the door.”

It appeared he had just gotten out of the shower. The bathrobe hung loosely over him as water dripped down his hair. Paired with that perfectly sculptured face, Zane was one fine piece of meat.

The picture of him left more for the mind to wander. Lianne nervously gulped. “Mr. Atlas, should I make myself scarce?”

Zane asked, “Why?”

Lianne replied, “I don’t want your wife to get the wrong idea.”

“Don’t worry. She won’t. You’re not my type anyway.” Zane used her words to Morgan against her.

Lianne knew he was not interested in her, but she simply wanted to avoid any misunderstandings down the line.

Since he was unbothered, she had nothing to fear.

Lianne approached the entrance and opened the door. A man and a woman stood outside.

The woman in her forties carried a medical kit, while the sun-kissed man was big and strong. He also had a thick scar under his left eye.

highly identifiable facial marker reminded Lianne that she had seen the man during her shopping trip in Montclaire

stray too far from Zane back then. Nevertheless, Lianne no longer saw the man when they entered the shop, so she never made

see Lianne. “Ms. Simpson, what are you

people, but they seemed to know

“I’m Dr. Leah, Mr. Atlas’ personal doctor. This

Lianne stepped aside and invited

before heading toward Zane. She nimbly opened her medical kit, got the syringe ready, and administered

she said, “Zane, you know…” She

have Pete toss her into the sea and feed her to the

Lianne was speechless.

had the urge to

done

to Bare, and drove him

through the night, she did not even get a word of gratitude.

should get going.” The less she knew about certain things, the safer she was. Lianne valued

the tall and muscular man stood in front of the door like a gatekeeper,

Zane. “Mr. Atlas, you don’t want outsiders to know your secret, and I

raised an eyebrow.

even though she worked closely with him. That was quite smart

Lianne was rendered speechless.

personal assistant, she was not considered

in a corner and got engrossed in her phone, not wanting to engage in their business. However,

drinks, but you did it anyway. Does

“I was upset. So I had a

“Why

about the cause of the CEO’s bad mood too. Although she was all ears, Zane did not answer the

was in a foul mood the day after a date with his

thing

between him

not mentioned in the handbook for the CEO’s personal assistant that Zane was allergic to mixed alcoholic