The Billionaire's Hidden Wife

Episode 4

The moment the door opened, the room’s large, dimly lit interior came into view. Serena sat near the entrance, while the man, seated directly across from her, exuded an air of quiet authority. His legs were casually crossed, his posture seemingly relaxed, yet there was an underlying intensity to him—a subtle but unmistakable sense of danger that filled the room.

“Boss, we’ve brought them in,” one of the guards said as he handed the camera over to the man.

Chloe’s eyes widened in shock as soon as she saw his face. It was as if she had been struck by lightning. “M-Mr. Alexander?!” she stammered, utterly stunned.

Alex remained calm and unbothered by Chloe’s outburst. He didn’t even glance at her, instead focusing on the camera, flipping through the photos with a practiced, almost detached ease. After a moment, a faint, wicked smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, but it disappeared just as quickly. He raised his gaze and looked directly at Catherine, his expression one of playful mockery. “Catherine, are you here to catch me in the act?”

Catherine bit her lip, turning her head away without responding. Alex’s attention drifted back to the photos as he let out a dismissive chuckle. “Doesn’t look like you caught anything worth mentioning. Maybe come back when you have something real.”

With that, he tossed the camera onto the coffee table with a thud. His words stung, and although Catherine remained silent, anger surged through her. Never in a million years had she imagined that by tagging along with Chloe tonight, they’d end up catching her own husband on a date with another woman. Worse yet, she had spent the entire evening waiting for him at home.

Alex, you’re ruthless!

The atmosphere in the room grew tense and awkward. Aside from Alex, who remained perfectly composed, everyone else looked visibly uncomfortable. After a few moments of silence, Serena gave a graceful smile, standing up from her seat. She turned to Alex, her voice soft and calm. “Since your wife is here, we’ll call it a night. I’ll head out now. Call me later.”

"Alright," Alex replied with a subtle, unreadable smile, nodding slightly before turning to give instructions to his subordinate. "Aaron, take Serena home."

"Yes, sir," Aaron answered promptly. He approached Serena with a slight bow. "Miss Serena, if you’ll follow me, please."

Serena nodded, and as she passed by Catherine, her gaze was cold and full of contempt. There was an undeniable air of hostility between them—a woman’s intuition told Catherine that Serena saw her as a rival, and not just a small one. The absurdity of the situation made Catherine almost want to laugh. How ironic, she thought. Even after being "caught," these two still carried themselves with such arrogance.

“Mr. Alexander, I’ll leave you to it then, no need to disturb you any longer,” Chloe chimed in nervously, clearly eager to escape the suffocating tension in the room. She seized the first opportunity to slip away.

As soon as Chloe spoke, Catherine’s heart tightened with anxiety. On instinct, she grabbed Chloe’s arm, not wanting her to leave, but Chloe just gave her a helpless smile, indicating she couldn’t stick around. Then, with a quick exit, she was gone.

After Chloe left, Alex’s remaining subordinates discreetly followed suit, leaving only the two of them alone in the room. The air seemed to drop to freezing temperatures, the tension so thick it was almost suffocating. Despite the empty space, the lingering scent of Serena’s perfume hung in the air, making Catherine feel both nauseous and trapped. She couldn’t bear to stay another second.

“It’s late,” she said quietly, her tone controlled, masking her anger. “If you’re not coming home, I still have to go.”

Her words had barely left her lips when she heard Alex’s mocking laugh. His cold voice cut through the silence like a blade, dripping with disdain. “You’ve come this far. Why bother with these games of playing hard to get?”