บททั้งหมดของ UNFORGETTABLE EX-WIFE: The Billionaire's Regret: บทที่ 411 - บทที่ 420

Chapter Four Hundred And Eleven. As Zaire said those words, he pushed her against the desk once more. Maya lost her footing and crashed against the desk, then to the floor, while at the same time causing everything on the desk to fall with a crash to the floor. "Argh!" She cried out in pain as she hit the floor hard. She had narrowly missed hitting her head against the side of the desk. If that had happened, then it would be even more fatal. She glared up at Zaire who smirked down at her. "Lower your eyes, bitch!" he said in a low growl. Maya slowly lowered her eyes, hatred burning inside of her. She was in pain, every part of her screaming for relief from her numb calp to her butt which had hit the floor hard. "So..." she mustered up the courage to speak and Zaire arched an eyebrow at her. The bitch still had the guts to speak. Was it until he bashed her head on would she realize that she did not have any shots in this game? "So, were you trying to let him die?"

Chapter Four Hundred And ThirteenZaire watched Damien, enjoying the discomfort that was clearly blazened across his face."Relax Damien, if you're so uncomfortable now, what's going to happen to you later?" He thought to himself, a smirk lifting his lips.Damien coughed into his hands, trying to hide that he was uncomfortable. "That's...uhh...that's clearly not what I was talking about, believe me." He said, calmly, giving Zaire a straight look, "I was only saying, I've been around the house and I don't want to do it again.""But surely you've not seen everything," Zaire countered, "The Romero mansion is too big for you to have seen everything within such a short time."He held out his hand, "Come, I'll show you everything."As he reached to grab Damien by the shoulder once more, Damien quickly stepped backward, avoiding his grip.Zaire's smile froze at that move.He looked up at Damien, who was trying to look as though he did not know what he just did.He scoffed in disbelief and t

Chapter Four Hundred And FifteenDamien was silent.He still did not understand why he had to have two assistants, but like Zaire had said earlier, it was normal for executives like him.And he was not just any executive.He was the Chairman of a conglomerate.Like the top of all top management.With this thoughts, he nodded, "Alright." He said simply, tucking his hands in his pockets once more, "If you say so."He was not going to be acting this furtive this early. The fact still remains that he was new to all this.If he was not comfortable with anything, the best thing to do was to guage the situation and look for a way out.Zaire grinned cheerfully at him, then nodded at Alex, "You're dismissed," he said flippantly.Alex bowed to both men before walking out, disappearing down the stairs.Zaire held Damien by the shoulder, "Come, let me show you to your quarters , and then we will discuss about tomorrow's press conference."He said as he led him out of the hallway too, away from th

Chapter Four Hundred And Sixteen"Very nice," Damien uttered, before lowering himself unto one of the comfortable leather chairs in the apartment.Zaire's face relaxed at that statement, clasping his hands in glee, "Awfully glad you like it," he said, then sighed, 'We tried to make sure everything remained the exact way you left it."He waved his hand around once more, "So..." he drawled as he walked closer to Damien, tucking both hands in his pockets, "Did anything pop up?" He made a gesture with his hands to his head, "I mean, do you remember anything?"Damien blanched, his expression tight.He did not want to talk about his amnesia or the fact that he did not remember shit, even after being in his so called former room.The room was very unfamiliar to him, and while it was fit to be the apartment for a king, he did not know what to feel about the sterile and overly expensive vibe.He cleared his throat loudly, his gaze shifting to the bookshelves by the side of the wall, “You me

Chapter Four Hundred And NineteenZaire walked up back to the door to Damien's quarters.He stood back for a few moments, trying hard to remove any traces of glee on his face.Once he opened the door, he will be performing a masterpiece for Damien. The thought that Damien will fall quicker into his trap than a person falling into a sinkhole was enough to make him giddy.But it was no use rejoicing before the deed was done, no use counting his eggs before they hatched.There was no use rejoicing over a feat that he had not yet accomplished.Until he sees that Damien was in a place where will completely listen and believe every word that drops out of his mouth, he had to put the rejoicing off till another time.So saying, he grabbed the well polished knob of the door and pushed it open. At the same time, he immediately schooled his expression to that of worry and agitation.He met Damien still in the exact position that he had left him, sitting on the leather chairs."Great," he thought