Semua Bab The Billionaire’s Ex-Wife’s Second Chance: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Sienna’s pov“You heard me. I’m a businessman. I love the women around my office to look extremely slutty. Short skirts, skirts above the knees. I don’t want them going, you know, below the knees. I want them to show a little skin. And as for shirts, I want something transparent. I want to see what you’re working with. So, do we have a deal?”“No, sir,” I retorted. In that moment, my confidence was coming back. “I would do no such thing. I’m a worker, not a whore. If I wanted to work in a whorehouse, I’d have gone somewhere else.”He smiled even wider and shook his head. “Defiling your boss on day one. That’s your second strike.”“What was my first?” I said, folding my arms across my chest as he grinned wider. “The first one was coming late. I was already here on time. I called for you, but no one seems to have seen you this morning. And then you show up and you don’t come to me. I have to be the one to call you to come to me. In fact, your strikes are so many, but we’ll just keep it

Anthony’s povI was in the kitchen making dinner when the door opened. I stepped out, letting Greta continue going through the meals, as I found a frustrated Sienna coming into the house. I stood there watching her as she muttered under her breath, and then she turned to me.“Good evening,” she said, as I nodded.“Welcome. How was work?”She shrugged. “It was, how shall I put it, challenging.”“Did anyone give you any trouble today?”She stared at me for a while, before scoffing. “It’s not like you care even if I were to say something.”I shook my head, then looked at my wet hands, which I dried on a towel, before putting the towel on my shoulder.“You could just tell me what you’re feeling, tell me how work was, and we’d go from there.”“Work was fine. Thank you for asking.”She walked past me, shrugging her shoulders, with me as I held her in place before she could pass. She looked at my grip on her arm, and then looked up to me as I turned to face her squarely.“I’m not your enemy,

Anthony’s povWe got into a limo that she had brought for me as I looked around.“Japanese cars still have that wonderful feel about it.”She shrugged. “I knew you’d like it.”“Take us to the Royal Hotel,” she said to the driver who nodded, and the glass between us and the driver closed off, leaving privacy for both of us to talk.We stared at each other for a while before I looked out of the window.“You still look as handsome as ever.”I rolled my eyes. “Don’t start, Gia.”“Don’t start what? I’m not allowed to talk to my ex-boyfriend and know how he’s doing?”I didn’t turn to her. “I know what you’re trying to do.”“What am I trying to do? Huh? You got married, forgot about me, and you didn’t even bother to send me an invite.”“It was a private wedding.”“Private, of course. Your life was always private. You know, that’s the thing that broke us up. Our lives being private, you being closed off, acting like the cool guy all the time.”I still didn’t say anything to her, but that didn

Sienna’s povI didn’t want to pick up the call, but I had no choice. I took in deep breaths. I knew that Randy was calling because he wanted to apologize on the behalf of Anthony. Well, whatever his reason for calling was, I wasn’t going to listen to it. It wasn’t like Anthony and I were married for real. It was only because we wanted things out of each other.I took in deep breaths and then picked up the call.“Hello?”I heard him chuckle across the phone.“Hey, it’s been a long time. I haven’t called in a while, and I really apologize for that.”“It’s okay,” I shrugged, then looked at my computer screen as I started clacking away on my keyboard.“Where are you?”“I’m at work.”He chuckled. “At work? Where? When did you get a job?”I felt insulted a bit, but I took in deep breaths and told myself mentally that I wasn’t going to let anything ruin my day today.“I’ve had a job for a while now, possibly a week.”“Oh, that explains it. Well, congratulations on your new job. Where do you

Anthony’s povI stared at the man, then looked at Gia who had her eyes down. I pitied her. She was in a world that didn’t care about what she had to offer.Gia was intelligent. We had dated for a while before things hadn’t worked out and we had gone our separate ways. We had not broken up because of how smart she was or how beautiful she was. It was because we were not compatible. That was it.But Gia was business-driven. She was focused on her job. She was focused on the algorithm and how to boost business. And she was very competitive. If there was one thing I knew about her, it was the fact that she didn’t take no for an answer.I could remember one time when she had finished her degree in modeling classes, and when she tried to get a job, they denied her multiple times. Some male models even tried to sleep with her to give her jobs. But she decided to go on YouTube to model herself. She did, and then she got so much traction she landed jobs all around.And now watching her be one