Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Suzanne trembled in fear as she looked at Victoria with horror. This was a good opportunity…

If she continued to be stubborn and Victoria really injected that thing into her, she would not be able to resist even

if she did not want to obey her. Victoria would use it to control her, and if she could not control her, she would give

her an overdose and kill her!

Suzanne’s teeth were chattering. Her only thought now was that she must not die.

After calming down and kneeling on the ground with her hands clasped together in a respectful bow, she said, “I’ve

been with Your Highness since I was 15 years old, and I’ve worked hard all these years… I know that betraying Your

Highness is unforgivable, but please give me a chance! I… I have my reasons!”

“Is that so?” Victoria sneered. “What reasons do you have?”

“It’s… It’s the Irwin heiress,” Suzanne said, her voice trembling. “Ms. Cordelia said she could cure my little brother,

but the condition was that Joy and I be witnesses…”

“I knew it was her!” Victoria gnashed her teeth and turned her hateful gaze back to Suzanne.

“Your Highness, please give me another chance! I’ll do anything for you, no matter what!”

“Anything?”

“Yes!”

Victoria smiled and tossed her an envelope. Suzanne reached out tremblingly. She looked at Victoria’s expression

and tried to calm herself down to open the envelope.

In the dim light, she saw the people in the photos clearly.

“P-Prince Alexander?

“And… Mr. Z Hamerton?”

“Hah, you have good eyes!” Victoria glanced at her. “Since you’re willing to do anything, then help me with this.

After it’s done, I won’t treat you badly!”

Suzanne gulped and nodded in silence.

…

These days, Aurelia felt like she was dreaming as she seemed to be living in the midst of fog and clouds. It was like

a dream that she would never wake up from.

All of a sudden, she found herself to be someone with power over thousands and under one in the palace. She was

a presence surrounded by stars and adored by the masses.

The king had placed the crown on her head, and the dukes and counts addressed her as ‘Your Highness’. Even the

servants who once treated her with disdain now prostrated before her, their obsequious faces as if they were about

to kiss her feet next.

Aurelia was not used to being treated this way by others. She touched the pigeon blood ruby on her crown and the

embroidered dress on herself, feeling disbelief at all this. What was even more unbelievable was that the crazy

Princess Helene in the west palace was her mother…

Aurelia slowly walked over and squatted in front of Helene. Helene sat on the bed, holding the same pillow and

calling it baby. Aurelia’s heart jolted, and her eyes turned red as tears flowed down her cheeks.

After learning about her identity and background, she was shocked, and her mind went blank. When the blankness

the eruption of rage was like a volcano’s. She hated it but did not know who to hate.

Should she hate Martin? Carmella? Her outrageous adoptive parents? Perhaps the one she should hate the most

was fate itself…

Aurelia took a few deep breaths to hold her tears back and leaned toward Helene, calling out softly, “Mom.”

Her voice was soft, and Helene was still immersed in her world, so she did not hear her at all.

Aurelia smiled and touched the pillow in Helene’s arms. Helene finally felt it and focusing it on Aurelia for a while.

Perhaps recognizing her, Helene suddenly grinned and said, “You, it’s you!”

“Mm!” Aurelia nodded vigorously.

Helene suddenly remembered something and panicked. “I don’t want to. No medicine!”

“Shh!” Aurelia smiled and held her hand. “We’re not taking medicine. I already poured it out in the courtyard. Don’t

you remember?”

Helene looked around and finally smiled in relief.

“Yes, yes, it was poured out,” she murmured to herself. “My girl, you’re the best to me in this palace!”

The tears that Aurelia had just held back suddenly surged up again. “Mom, can you hear me calling you?”

Helene hugged the pillow, lost in thought as if she was daydreaming. Her eyes were unfocused, staring off into

space.

“Never mind, it doesn’t matter if you can’t hear me.” Aurelia lowered her head mother anyway, and I’ll rely on you

for the rest of my life!”

“Hmm!” Helene looked at the pillow in her arms, murmuring, “Baby, my baby…”

“This crown was given to me by the king,” Aurelia whispered. “I… I should call him uncle, right? But I can’t bring

myself to do it… Hah, heaps of relatives, and from the royal family no less, suddenly appeared after I had been

alone for so many years. It’s a bit overwhelming for me.

“Mom, how should I integrate into this family?”

Helene did not respond and continued to hold the pillow, smiling and occasionally rubbing her face against it.

Aurelia forced a smile. “Mom, it’d be so nice if you could wake up! Living alone in the basement, I often imagined

having a mother by my side to protect me… I sang and danced with the nomads in the square to earn some tips,

and when I returned home, I’d always imagine walking in to see my mother at home, who had made delicious food

and tidied up the room… I imagined her smiling at me, buying me beautiful clothes, and tying my hair into a pretty

ponytail…”

“No, no ponytail!” Helene suddenly looked up.

Aurelia was taken aback, meeting the woman’s cloudy eyes.

The marks of the years had been etched on Helene’s face, but her maternal love had not diminished with time. She

might not know that the girl in front of her was the little baby she had once held in her arms, but the natural bond

of blood family made her want to take good care of Aurelia.

The hearts of a mother and daughter were connected. She could feel the pain Aurelia had endured.

“No ponytail, not nice!” Helene shook her head seriously.

Aurelia smiled through her tears. “Then what hairstyle looks nice on me?”

“Come!” Helene gestured to her. “Turn around! Turn around!”

Aurelia pursed her lips and obediently sat on the bed to turn her back to Helene, letting her long chestnut hair fall

down to her waist like a shiny waterfall. Her hair was thick and glossy.

Helene picked up a wooden comb and gently combed her hair. She then picked up two hair parts from either side of

her temples to create a beautiful princess hairstyle.

Aurelia smiled happily in the mirror, her first time feeling so joyful over a hairstyle.

“You have a small face and fair skin. The princess hairstyle is the most beautiful on you!” Helene said seriously,

“Don’t tie a ponytail anymore. Just wear a princess hairstyle—a princess hairstyle!”

“Okay!” Aurelia held Helene’s hand and smoothed the messy hair at the latter’s temples.

This hairstyle must have been the one Helene had when she was young. It was hard to imagine how beautiful

Helene had been in the past.