Spoiled Wife Of The Billionaire

MONTEFALCO's MANSION

"What does this mean? Mary? Primo???" she asked at the same time, looking at the two naked people in front of her. Mary is her eldest sister, who is the favorite of their parents and even their relatives. And her cocky boyfriend, Primo. They were in a relationship for eight fucking years. She never thought that Primo would do this to him. He got up while wrapping his body in a comforter. While her sister Mary didn't even move and was proud to flaunt her nauseating body in front of her, "Baby, let me explain," said her boyfriend, who is now her ex, because at that time she was cutting off any relationship they had. "Explain for what??? I've seen everything, Primo; you don't have to explain anything to me. I'm not that stupid to think you're playing jack en poy here. or playing board games," she laughed softly. Of course, Primo, you've been fooling me all this year. You wasted the love I gave you. You two go together. And you creep. Have fun now. I thought you didn't want leftovers, why do you want them now." I said sharply to Mary before I left her room where I saw that stupid Primo.. She was devastated at that time so she drank all night, the kind like there's no tomorrow. Until she fell asleep inside the bar and nothing bad happened to him.

She woke up with a bit of a headache and when she saw the time she was almost embarrassed to know that he had to attend a meeting. She is what his Daddy expects to run their business. His Dad loves her so much, except for her sister and their Mommy and some of their relatives who don't like her, And she don't know why. She left the bar and drove back to the Mansion. That's where she met her pest sister Mary who smiled at her. What else did she expect here, when did she win everyone's attention? And one more thing is that she is used to her always grabbing what she has, she just didn't think that she could grab her boyfriend as well. "Look who's here. The loser girl? A girl left by her boyfriend, because she's boring in bed." she even insulted Maria. Maria didn't pay attention to what he was saying, and she was going to be late for the meeting. She was about to beg for her to pull her hand. "I'm not done talking to you yet. Are you really rude? ," she said with raised eyebrows.

"Can you, Mary? I don't have time to talk to you. And we don't have anything else to talk about," I answered, turning my back. I stopped walking and slowly turned towards it. Oh! Wait! I forgot to tell you, stab my ex-boyfriend's t-t-in your esophagus. After all, you are very hungry, right? You two get together, and I don't care about you anymore. Leave my life alone," she said with a raised forehead before turning away from them. When he entered the room, her mood was filled with anger. She took a deep breath and needed to prepare herself for the presentation later. And she was the only one his dad expected for their company. She showered, got dressed, and applied a little make-up to color her face because she's not up to make-up like her sister; she only has lipstick on her face and can't see the real thing. She dismissed it from her mind and focused on it later. She left the mansion and sent their driver, Mang Ernesto, to the Montefalco company. She is in the right hands of the CEO, who is his dad. He is the only person who loves and appreciates her feelings. "We're here, ma'am," said their driver. "Thank you, Mr. Ernesto," she said, smiling, before getting out of the car. She walked into the building and was greeted by the smiles of the staff, who had already known her for the five years she had served here. They didn't know she was the CEO's daughter. Aside from her mommy not wanting to introduce her to the board members, she also doesn't want to be known as just the daughter of the CEO. She wants to know her own capabilities, her talents, etc. When she entered inside, the person was still there. She immediately set it up with his dad's secretary, Paulina. Paulina is her friend too. They are almost the same age. She reached for the USB that contained the files she had made for her presentation. When his dad signaled him, she immediately got what she wanted. She stood up to everyone and greeted them. "Good morning to everyone. We are here to talk about our newly launched project under Montefalco's real estate," she began. She tapped the keyboard to bring up the images she used to design the subdivisions. "As you can see, we have here a design of new houses that inspired the Renaissance era," she said. She heard a variety of reactions from the board members, some of them agreeing while others seemed to be biased.

"Anyway, we also include amenities like entertainment shows, pools, playgrounds, and so on, so we can attract more clients. We can even build stores or other establishments so we can't go out to buy something in their daily lives. It's all a full package. They won't be looking for anything else." Maria concluded her presentation. After a while, all the board members fell silent. Maria thought they didn't like her presentation until she heard a loud applause. "Impressive. Good job, Miss Maria," said a board member, Don. Manolo Villarama. Which was followed by other board members who approached and shook hands with him. "Fabulous presentation. Job well done, Maria," praised Mrs. Castro. And the last one was his dad, who hugged him and stroked his back. "I'm so proud of you, hija," Daddy said, and it's enough for me that he's proud of what I'm doing. When all the guests left, Mommy, Daddy, and I were the only ones inside the function room. Mommy is the one who looks at me. And I don't know what makes her angry. I still expected her to congratulate me because the board members were happy with me, but I got another slap. "Mom??" I cried. I don't know why he is like this to me. If she treated me from childhood as if I were not her own child, it's like, I'm not from her womb anymore. All the mommies I know love and protect their children. But not my mom. She has hated me since then. She didn't want Daddy to impress me. She doesn't want me to know my sister. "Permission to leave, Dad," I said. We walked out of the function room together. And that's when I let out the tears I had been holding back, where no one could see me at the top of the company's rooftop. For five years, I sympathized every time I was hurt by my own mother's contempt for me.