The Billionaire’s Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter

The temperature in the cyber room of the Knight Group was frigid, and there was complete silence. Caleb kept himself occupied by continuing his search for whatever information he could obtain about Cathleen; however, each time he conducted his search, he came away empty-handed. However, today he was determined to find anything, just anything, about his master’s mysterious wife. He decided to be present when the cyber team did the digging on her. The man who was in charge of security at Knight Group International questioned Caleb while the cyber team was occupied with gathering additional information on Cathleen.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

“Sir, should we go with West, Jackson, or Knight as the surname?” Caleb took a moment to reflect. He was dumbstruck. This woman was a complete enigma, which may be why we were unable to uncover any information about her. She has three last names. Caleb heaved a sigh and then gave the order for them to utilize Knight first. While the cyber team was still checking, someone challenged them online, preventing them from gaining access to any information regarding Cathleen. The head of the security team called out to Caleb.

“Mister, you have got to look at this!” Caleb rushed and witnessed when someone blocked their best team from accessing anything on Cathleen. Caleb didn’t understand a thing; the only thing he saw was access denied. Which led them nowhere and was a dead end for them.

Cathleen was in her office when she received an alert that someone was trying to access her information. She quickly opened her laptop and blocked them out. After the Jones court case, she had no doubt that it would reach this point. She was well aware that the Jones family, which was one of the wealthiest families in the city, would make an effort to obtain some information on her.

She was so confident that it was a member of the Jones family trying to get information on her that she didn’t bother to check the IP address when it happened. She watched as they tried to use Jackson. At that very moment, she realized that it wasn’t the Jones family. The court never referred to her as anything other than a knight. The person who was doing this knew all her last names. She wore a smirk of satisfied understanding on her face. It was her husband.

“What more does he want from me?” Cathleen asked out loud.

While this was going on, Caleb was having a hard time processing what he had just seen. Therefore, he made a beeline for the office of his master. “Sir, I just don’t get it.”

Xavier’s eyes flickered away from the bright screen of his laptop, momentarily breaking from his work to focus on the face of his dedicated assistant. His brow creased in thought, deepening the lines on his forehead as he took in her expression with a mixture of curiosity and concern. The soft glow of the computer illuminated half of his face, casting shadows across his features and adding an air of mystery to his already intense gaze. “What?” he questioned.

Caleb was so confused that he didn’t even know where to begin. Even though she appeared to have a chilly demeanor, his master’s wife had an air of purity. How was it possible for her to have such a significant impact that not even the Knight group was able to discover anything about her? They are incapable of finding anything about her. Each time they searched for her name, they had no access to any of her information. That is the epitome of a slap in the face.

Caleb’s expression revealed his dissatisfaction with the situation. “Sir, I don’t know what it is that madam is hiding. But madam doesn’t look like someone one could mess with.” The bark of the man was enough to end Caleb’s life.

“To the point, without any fluff.”

“We ran the background check as you requested, sir. This time, though, we were ejected no matter how many times we attempted.” Xavier gave out a little laugh.

“You may go,” Xavier told Caleb. Once Caleb was out of sight, Xavier wondered if she sold her body to top clients who helped her protect her identity.

Caleb has never failed to get anything, and both of them have been together for many years now and dispute their status as master and servant. They were so close, as if they were brothers, and Xavier trusted his judgment. Xavier looked around his office and felt as though he had failed for the first time in his life. Cathleen was a hard nut to crack.

Meanwhile, Cathleen left her office early today. She wanted to return to her house, but since old Mr. Knight called, she couldn’t leave. She got in her car and headed to Xavier’s residence. park her car outside. As she entered the living room, one of the helpers asked.

“Would you like a cup of coffee, ma’am? You look tired.” Cathleen flashed a warm smile at the woman who had asked the question, her eyes fixed on her face with a friendly expression.

“I’m sorry, Ava, but this was a really hard day for me. I just need a rest.” Ava’s mouth moved in an opening-and-closing motion. Cathleen addressed the woman by using her given name. Nobody else who lives in the house ever uses her real name in conversation. The elderly lady, with her wrinkled hands and sharp, observant eyes, took a quick glance at Cathleen and immediately formed the opinion that she was a sensible young lady. She couldn’t help but ponder how and why this composed and level-headed woman had gotten herself involved with a man like Xavier, with his flashy suits and slick charm, attempting to hide something darker underneath. It was a puzzle that intrigued her, and she found herself wanting to unravel it.

After her talk with Ava, Cathleen went to her room and gratefully collapsed onto her bed. She kicked off her shoes and peeled off her sweaty clothes. The cool water from the shower washed away the grime and exhaustion as she let out a content sigh. She crawled under the covers and fell into a much-needed deep sleep.