Semua Bab After Divorce, My Wife Becomes The Boss Lady : Bab 31 - Bab 40

“Now that Davina is no longer here, it is undeniable that there has been a peaceful vibe among all of us, hasn't there?” Natalia Stewart, Courtney's mum, said during the dinner that was being held amidst her family and that of the Campbells. “I agree with you a thousand percent,” Sebastian's mum said and burst into loud laughter. Natalia mirrored her action immediately, while the rest seated around the table just let out a low laugh. “How are you doing in your role as the new managing director, dear?” Pietro, Courtney’s dad, questioned his daughter with a small smile plastered on his face. “I think my darling husband would have to answer that question for himself,” Courtesy said to her dad and turned to face Sebastian, who was seated beside her. She placed her soft hands on his hand, which was on the table, and squeezed softly. Sebastian stared at her with loving eyes and a smile that matched that look before raising his head to stare at Courtney's dad. “She’s doing a pretty goo

DAVINA. “Good day, am I talking to Miss. Stasha?” Those were the exact words of a man that sounded around the same age as my dad. He was the owner of the unknown number that had called me around an hour ago. “Yes. Yes, I am,” I answered him. “Please, can you make your way to the Charez family mansion? A driver is on his way to pick you up, and it will be so much better for you to follow him along with your belongings,” he replied. “Ok, thank you,” I replied. Those were the last words spoken between the two of us before he ended the call. Just as he had said, a driver arrived not long after we were done with the call and called for me. All these happened a while ago, and here I am. Being escorted into the mansion by a young man dressed in a black three-piece suit and a white shirt. The only words the young man ever said to me since he opened the door of my car after it was parked were, “Please, follow me, ma.” The compound of this mansion is astonishing; it was a rea

Alexander sat in the office that belonged to him in the headquarters of his family’s empire, completely lost in thought.He rose to his feet and slipped his hands into his pockets, moving to and fro, trying to come up with an answer to what troubled him. He had never been this troubled before in his entire life. No, it wasn't like he was really troubled… It was just that there was something on his mind that he had been trying hard to get the perfect solution to since the Charez family informed him of the event they were planning to hold at night. A knock landed on his door, but Alexander was too lost in thoughts to even notice that someone was knocking.The knock turned into a couple more. Seeing that there wasn't any response from Alexander, who was obviously in the office, the person who was knocking pushed the door to see whether it would budge. Surprisingly, the door pushed open, and the person knocking staggered inside, obviously shocked that the door was open all the while

Davina“You will know everything you need to know once you get inside,” Those were the exact words my mum had said to me when I had asked her what was going on.Coming close to the house, I couldn't hear a single thing, but it was quite obvious that there were a lot of people in this place; the cars parked outside were proof enough of that. It wasn't just any type of car that was parked outside. Well, that was to be expected; the friends of the Charez family would definitely have to be people who are so rich also. Rich enough to afford any car they feel like affording without breaking a sweat. Just as I was about to press the doorbell, my mom held my hands. “There is no need for that, just knock,” she said to me and let go of my hands, which was quite a suspicious act. Why shouldn't I use the doorbell? I didn't even give it much of a thought, even though it was quite obvious that something was bound to happen, judging from the way my mum was.“Tell me what's going to happen onc

Davina.This time I heard the sound of his footsteps approaching me before he even said a thing. Maybe that was because he had no intention of being silent at all, because I am pretty sure that if he had tiptoed towards me, I wouldn't have been able to tell that he was close. Only a little of my attention was directed towards the side he was obviously going to come out from; I had been too focused on the beautiful night sky, the garden, and also the change my life will take now. It is obviously going to be a bigger change. “Don't expect anything much from me, though; I had a hard time trying to get this one,” he said and stretched my glass, which was now filled to me. I couldn't see what he held in his left hand; I could only see the bottle of wine he held in his right hand. “Ok, I am not expecting much; be rest assured, and just show me what you got for me before curiosity becomes the end of me,” I urged with a slightly impatient tone. Maybe not slightly at all, I guess. He s