Married a Secret Billionaire
Chapter 368

Nelly's expression was stiff, and her gaze was resentful when she stared daggers at Cordelia. As Zephyr took Cordelia elsewhere, she kept her eyes on their backs and suddenly heard Mandy's words in her ears "You don't have Tanner's blood in you. You aren't even worthy of Zephyr Hamerton.

"I shouldn't have taken you back from the orphanage and let you be a Tanner back then!"

Nelly shook, rage almost breaking through her ribs. She took a few deep breaths to force herself to calm down.

"Hah, being mocked again?" A familiar voice sounded.

She turned back and saw Yale holding a glass of whisky as he stood leisurely with a smile. The one next to him was no longer Yelena but a young model who wore a low-cut dress.

"What does it have to do with you!?" Nelly was annoyed seeing him.

"With the woman next to Z, you don't have to think about marrying into the Hamertons ever!" Yale gloated.

Nelly rolled her eyes at him. She was going to leave when Yale drawled his voice. "There's someone important you have to meet in this auction!"

Nelly halted.

Yale smiled and groped the young model before letting her leave first.

Yale smirked. "Ms. Tanner, I heard that the Tanners look good only on the outside. Glitz and glamor in appearance, but it's actually the weakest among the four major families!" "What do you want to say?"

"I'm just saying, you want to marry Zephyr so much just to secure Tanner's status, right?

"It doesn't have to be through marriage," Yale said with a chortle after a pause from swirling his glass. "I can introduce someone to you."

"Who?" Nelly furrowed her brows.

"Rowan Irwin."

Nelly paused.

The name sounded familiar, like a significant force in Southeast Aciatic. She had heard that Matthew was quite close to the man.

Nelly looked at Yale doubtfully. "What's Rowan Irwin like?"

Yale jutted his chin, and she followed his gaze. Not far away from them, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes was chatting with someone.

He was in his middle age but maintained himself well. He was tall and well-built, radiant and manly in his features. People would easily do a double take upon seeing a man like this on the streets.

"That's Rowan Irwin." Yale smiled. "The head of Irwins in Southeast Aciatic and the chairman of Southeast Aciatic Medical Association.

"The Irwins are also close to the Southeast Aciatic military, so it's a rare major family with military support.

"Heh, Nelly." Yale looked at her. "If you could cling to this force and keep Mr. Irwin happy, wiping out Cordelia would be like squashing an ant!"

Nelly glared at him resentfully. "I don't need Rowan Irwin, and I can squash Cordelia like an ant too!"

"Really? Go on and show me now! Hah, Zephyr will dig your eyes out before you can get close to Cordelia!"

"You..."

Yale cackled and finished his whisky before going to look for the young model.

Nelly stomped her foot. When she calmed down and thought about it, though, Yale was right. If she could build a good rapport with Rowan, she might be able to do what she wanted to through the Irwins' power.

Nelly adjusted herself and asked for a glass of red wine from the server to go to Rowan.

Joe and Mandy would take her to all sorts of events since she was young, so she was more than at ease in settings like this.

Rowan chatted with her for a bit, smiling all this while. Nelly was a good conversationalist, never once letting the chat turn awkward. It was until she noticed that Rowan's gaze kept going to a certain spot...

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