The Billionaire's Genius Wife



"Babe, please calm down," Xander gently reminded his wife. It wasn't the first time he had witnessed her anger when discussing Jude Withers. "Take a deep breath. We will accomplish that together in the future," he reassured her calmly.

"Mmm, thank you, Xander," she finally regained her composure after taking a deep breath.

The car fell silent once more as they went to Scarlett's house. The streets were bustling that night, causing their journey to stretch to 40 minutes instead of the usual 15 minutes of driving.

As they stepped inside the house, Scarlett swiftly guided Xander into a room, a sense of urgency in her voice. "Xander, I need to talk to you!"

Despite Xander's confusion about Scarlett's sudden need for privacy and the room they entered, he chose not to question her. With a nod, he followed her into the room with the enigmatic black door, a part of her house he had never ventured into before.

Scarlett gestured towards the only couch in the room, indicating for Xander to have a seat. "This is my home office," she explained. "It's the safest place in my house to talk about something important. While the other rooms are also secure, I can assure you that no one can overhear our conversation in this room."

Xander furrowed his brow at Scarlett's peculiar statement, growing more puzzled. "Baby, are you alright? Is everything okay?" He noticed a difference in her demeanor, especially in the intensity of her gaze. Concern filled his heart as he knew she had an obsessive pursuer who sought to exploit her hacking skills.

"I'm fine," Scarlett reassured him with a smile. "But there's something I need you to know."

"Go ahead, babe," he replied calmly, though unease churned within him.

"You're aware that I'm a hacker, right?" Scarlett paused, waiting for his nod before continuing, "Well, the truth is, I'm a hacker who works for a certain organization."

"Which organization, babe? Can you tell me more about it? Is it a safe organization?" Xander couldn't suppress his curiosity, but Scarlett cut him off.

"Sorry, Xander," Scarlett said, her voice choking with emotion. "I can't disclose the details because it's classified information."

Xander's shoulders slumped. A sense of disappointment swallowed him, but he respected Scarlett's decision not to discuss her organization.

"Baby, I just hope that your organization is on the right side and operates within the bounds of the law. I don't want anything to happen to you," Xander expressed his concerns. He was aware of the varying nature of hackers, with some working as government agents. In contrast, others involved themselves in criminal activities. He hoped his wife had aligned herself with a noble cause rather than the opposite.

Scarlett felt a twinge in her heart at Xander's words, as if a lemon had been squeezed onto her already wounded soul. She decided not to reveal her association with The Fox to Xander.

'Brother Rex was right. It would put Xander in an awkward position if he were to discover that I am a core member of The Fox,' Scarlett talks to herself, forcing a casual smile to mask her inner turmoil. She buried her concerns deep inside, unwilling to let Xander see the weight of her thoughts.

"Don't worry, Xander," she managed to say, offering him a reassuring smile. It was all she could say, unable to provide any further explanation.

"That's good to hear," Xander replied, gently rubbing her back and comforting her.

"So this is what you wanted to talk about?" Xander inquired, realizing that their dinner plans had been delayed due to their conversation. He recognized his wife's hunger and suggested, "...If not, let's go out and order our dinner."

Scarlett shook her head slowly, indicating that there was something more important to discuss. She took a deep breath and continued, "Tonight, I have an urgent meeting to attend. I must leave immediately, and I'll have to go alone. Are you okay if I go alone?" She looked at Xander worriedly, hoping he wouldn't object to her going alone.

In truth, she needed to confront Theodor. She had just received word that he had been captured and was now confined in their dungeon. This provides the perfect opportunity to engage Theodor and ensure he never hunts her again, especially now that she is married to Xander. However, she can't let Xander discover the truth about Theodor's identity as a villain, as doing so could ruin their friendship.

"Alone?" Xander's worry intensified. "I don't mind, but I'm concerned that someone might harm you, babe. Shouldn't Logan accompany you?" he suggested, hoping to ensure her safety.

Scarlett shook her head, her expression resolute. "I'm sorry, I can't involve outsiders, and rest assured, someone will pick me up." She said, 

Xander hesitated, struggling to find the right words. He was still uneasy about letting his wife go alone. And now, countless questions about her organization swirled in his mind, but he suppressed the urge to ask. He didn't want Scarlett to lose trust in him or withhold anything from him.

"Hubby, have you forgotten my skills? I can kill people without even batting an eye..." Scarlett interlaced her fingers with his, gripping his hand tightly. "Your wife is not weak, remember? Besides, the person who will meet me is stronger than Logan." 

A mischievous grin played on Scarlett's lips. How could Nine, her highly skilled counterpart, be compared to Logan? They were like heaven and earth in terms of abilities.

Xander's concern persisted, but he could see the determination in Scarlett's eyes. Reluctantly, he nodded, his voice filled with both worry and pride. "Alright, babe. Just promise me you'll stay safe and return to me."

Scarlett squeezed his hand again, assuring him, "I promise, Xander. I'll be back before you know it."

She leaned in closer and kissed Xander right on the lips. His expression froze, but it only lasted a moment before he kissed her back. When a trace of her coldness touched his lips, his warm lips forced her teeth back, and his slightly warm tongue entered her mouth as he kissed and sucked on it.

He could feel the blood pulsing within him; heat seeped through his veins, heading straight for between his thighs, and he started to hug with one hand while his other hand moved toward her breast. "Ugh..." He groaned, "Babe, is this an invitation or?" he asked as their lips parted.