Semua Bab The Billionaire's Abandoned Wife is an Heiress: Bab 241 - Bab 250

“What do you mean?” Margaux’s eyebrows deeply furrowed. Her body froze as she gawked at the woman in front of her. She looked young and quite good looking and if not for the uniform she was wearing, she would have suspect that she was Hendrix’s woman. Shaking her head, she gave the housekeeper a skeptical look.Obviously, she didn’t trust her word. Who knows if Hendrix just paid her to say those things just to shoo her away. He had no place to go and there were no hotels that would accept him. It was so impossible that he would leave the penthouse without thinking. It was so impossible, she thought. “Mr Hendrix left yesterday morning and said he didn’t think it was right to use the Princess penthouse,” the housekeeper responded. “Where is he staying now?” Sue inquired when she suddenly became silent. The woman shook her head and gave them an apologetic look. “I’m sorry, Sir..” Narrowing her eyes, she stared sharply at the housekeeper and tried to see through her. The woman wo

Hendrix's thick eyebrows instantly furrowed upon hearing that. His face turned dark as his furious eyes were putting on the guy’s back. “Hendrix, let me explain,” Leila said in panic. She tried to hold him but he quickly slapped it away. “Go away,” he said sternly. He didn't care about that woman. He was just an accessory he tried to use to cover his wounded ego. He had just been enduring the pain of seeing her but not touching her. And he thought he was going to die of jealousy watching her being held by another guy. He had seen the news early that morning. Her wedding with Josh Garcia had been officially announced in public. If not for his friend, Giro who called him while he was in his drunken slumber, he would not bother watching that d*mn news at all. Even though he knew about it already, upon seeing the guy’s mother holding an invitation and showing it on Nation television, he knew that it was the end of his world. He had already tried everything to stop it and take her

Hendrix brows deeply furrowed, “What do you mean?” he queried. There was a long pause from the other line which made him feel suspicious. He was very confident that his company would still strive even if he was not there. It overcame Margaux’s attempt of making it bankrupt before which he thought was the breakthrough of M Corp. That’s why hearing that it was suddenly in not good condition was unbelievable. Something must have happened internally that his friend thought that it would be the company’s downfall. “Your relatives are fighting for the chief executive officer position. I don’t know where they heard the news, but they said you are already abandoning M Corp and had not appointed anyone to take your post,” his friend reported. “What?” he released a heavy breath. And he was right. Although he had suspected it, still, he was surprised for he did not think his relatives were that greedy. Those who managed subsidiaries that were already bankrupt had no protest during its

Hendrix panicked and all of a sudden, he forgot that he had an injured leg. He got up so fast and cleaned the living room in a flash and checked himself in the mirror before he dove to his bed and answered the call. He even almost had a heart attack when Felissa’s face flashed on the screen because at first he thought it was Margaux. “Hello, Mrs Montello..” he said nervously. He forgot to wear clothes as he was only wearing a bathrobe. HIs head was unruly and he tried to fix it by combining it with his fingers. Meanwhile, Margaux's mother seemed bothered by it and even flashed a kind smile. ‘Gosh, she really did look like Margaux” he thought. He could not help but stare at her as he imagined that that’s probably what Margaux would look like when she’s got older. Actually her mother didn’t really look old at all as she could pass as her daughter’s twin sister. Their identical ressemblance was crazy, especially their eyes. “Hendrix..” his ex mother-in-law muttered his

Margaux’s brows furrowed upon seeing their everyone seemed busy downstairs. She slowly descended as her head kept back and forth from their servants while their butler was busy ordering them around. “Is there a party later?” she asked. Some of the servants who were there quickly greeted her then immediately went back to what they were doing. Meanwhile, the butler walked towards her and smiled politely, “Good morning, Miss Margaux..” he respectfully greeted. “Uh, no, there’s no party, but Madame said there will be an esteemed guest coming for dinner..” “Esteemed guest?” she frowned. “Who?” She could not remember when was the first time her mother had invited a very important person to their manor. Since she came back, she had never seen the servants so busy like that and their butler became too keen on details to make sure that every corner of the manor was clean and shining. The butler quickly lowered his head and apologized. “My apologies, but I know nothing about him..”“Him?