The Billionaire’s Secret Bride

"Alright!" Mr. Harrison left in high spirits.

"Mom!" Sylvia sat on the couch, gritting her teeth in jealousy. "Can you believe it? Celia is really seducing my husband! I don't know what tricks she used to sleep with him last night, but Nathaniel actually sent her the Emperor Star!"

"Sylvia, why are you so narrow-minded?" Mrs. Harrison snapped. "If you want to achieve great things, you can't get caught up in the small stuff. Celia may have gone to bed with him, but you're the one who benefited. That's what matters. Do you really think Nathaniel would fall for her, with that clown makeup on?"

Sylvia's eyes lit up, suddenly enlightened. Right—Celia may have slept with him, but she herself reaped the rewards. At the end of the day, Celia was nothing more than a cheap stand-in.

Besides, with that heavily concealed face, who would actually fall for someone like her?

"Mom, I know what I need to do now. I'll make sure Nathaniel shows up at Dad's birthday party. It's the perfect chance to go public with our marriage. I should thank Celia, actually."

Mrs. Harrison nodded in approval. "Exactly. You're the rightful Mrs. Fu. There's no reason you can't end up in Nathaniel's bed and give the Fu family a little prince of their own."

"Mom, stop teasing me!" Sylvia giggled and ran upstairs.

Back in her room, she grabbed her phone and texted Nathaniel:"Honey, I received the Emperor Star. I absolutely love it~ 💎"

At Yipinlan Villa.

After school, Celia managed to shake off Fu Jue and return to the villa. She buried herself in the greenhouse, quietly working on her perfumes.

Meanwhile, Fu Yingying was bored out of her mind—and more importantly, Celia was still mad at her. Apparently, without a certain photo of Nathaniel's abs, their friendship was unsalvageable.

Just then, she heard steady footsteps approaching the hallway.

Perfect. Uncle's home!

Fu Yingying waited until the footsteps passed, then tiptoed to Nathaniel's bedroom door and slowly pushed it open.

Inside, Nathaniel stood tall by the French window, shirt already removed as he prepared for a shower. The moment he heard the door creak, his hawk-like eyes darted toward the noise. His voice was sharp, "Fu Yingying. What are you doing?"

"Uncle! Nothing, really—I just... missed you."

"Go study."

"Okay, okay! I'm leaving!"

Yingying quickly retreated and closed the door. Her heart was pounding as she took out her phone, hands trembling. She'd done it. She actually snapped a photo of her uncle's abs!

Was that easy? Not a chance.

She risked her life to get this shot—and now, she sent it to Celia over WeChat.

Ding!"My uncle's ab shot—please appreciate. 😍💪""Cici, tell me, am I not the best friend ever? I risked everything to steal this for you.""You like my uncle, right? Then why don't you just be my aunt already?"

She giggled, satisfied, and even took a screenshot to commemorate it.

But just as her finger brushed the screen...

She accidentally hit "Forward."

To who?

She tapped back to WeChat—and froze.

She had accidentally sent the screenshot… to her uncle.

She nearly screamed.

Fu Yingying rushed to her room and slammed the door shut, locking it behind her.

Nathaniel had just stepped out of the shower, a towel draped over his shoulder, when he heard the "ding" of his phone.

He picked it up casually, then froze when he saw the photo.

Fu Yingying.

And... Celia.

His eyes narrowed dangerously. His jaw tightened.

Without hesitation, he strode out of the room.

Celia had just finished up in the flower room and was sipping warm water in the dining room when she heard her phone buzz. It was a message from Fu Yingying, and it came with a photo.

Curious, she clicked.

The room in the photo was dimly lit. Nathaniel stood tall, shirtless, by the window. His well-defined torso was perfectly proportioned—broad shoulders, narrow waist, and a sculpted chest that could rival any international model.

Pfft—!

Celia choked on her water, spitting it out in shock.

His six-pack abs were chiseled, not the overly bulky kind from gyms, but natural, powerful. His perfect V-line disappeared beneath tailored black slacks. His belt, sleek and expensive, was fastened tightly across his toned waist.

Fu Yingying had sent her a half-naked photo of Nathaniel Fu!

Was she insane?

Celia scrambled to lock her phone, but she couldn't tear her eyes away from the image. She had known his body was fit, but seeing it in this lighting? It was overwhelming.

Just then, a deep, cold voice rang out behind her.

"How long do you plan to stare? Haven't seen enough yet?"