Big Chief Ex Wife Novels & Stories

Keith contested. Charles bitterly replied, hearing his son counter his words, "Don't you think I know? You let her live at your penthouse! You bought an expensive diamond ring! You have never spent so much for a woman before. I won't attend your wedding if you marry Karise, nor will the board members!" "Of course, I will spend for the woman I love, Dad! Don't you?" Keith looked at the board members and asked, "Don't you gift your wives with the most expensive jewelry? But it does not make them a gold digger!"

I heard my mom's voice, and immediately I rushed towards her. "Mom, you wouldn't believe what I just saw today, or rather heard today." "Becky, if it's about your shameless sister, then my ears are closed. I don't want to hear anything about her here in this house." "Oh really?" I asked, when she turned to walk away. "What if I told you she's now the wife of Hayden Smith, the richest billionaire in New York." She halted just immediately, and made a turn to stare at her.

"So, I'll tell you. Mr. Russo is my ex-husband. And Mrs. Russo, is his current wife." Renee's eyes widened. Her expression changed from disbelief to shock, like she couldn't believe what I'd told her. I shrugged and laughed at her reaction. "Yup. I *used* to be married to one of the wealthiest and most powerful CEOs in this region. Funny how life works out sometimes, doesn't it?"

"I feel great. I’ve put in a lot of work, and I’m here to keep my title." Another reporter directed his question at Kris. "Kris, we don't see your wife, Karen Miller. Is there any particular reason she couldn't make it?" Kris had always been irritated by how inquisitive these reporters were, and this time was no different. "It's personal," he answered in a tone that wasn't exactly hostile but wasn't welcoming either. The reporter seemed unfazed. "Interestingly, the two top names on everyone's lips are your mother and your ex-wife, Thalassa Thompson. I assume you're rooting for your mother to win the award. Do you think she can?"

She smiled faintly, then added, "Kelly is Mr. Biggs's precious first love. If she broke it, he'd pay for it without hesitation. As for me…" Her gaze slid to Carter. "As Mrs. Biggs, I believe I'm also entitled to put things on my husband's account, aren't I?" The moment the words left her lips, murmurs spread through the room like wildfire. "Mrs. Biggs? Did she just say she's Carter Biggs's wife?" "Wasn't there some huge scandal about him and another woman recently?" "He's been married for five years. They never had a wedding, so it's been kept under wraps. But everyone in their circle knows."

Dominic Blackwood replied: "Speak plainly, Godwin." Godwin Jones sent another message: "Well, actually, your ex-wife is now a super VIP at X Group. She might have hooked up with that Koenigsegg owner. Honestly, I think that guy is a bit old, but older men can be caring. At least she’d be living the good life compared to being a punching bag in the Blackwood family." Dominic felt even more frustrated; he shouldn’t have asked this traitor for help. Before Godwin could send another gleeful message, Dominic blocked all his contact information. Clearly, he had chosen his friends poorly.

I said, pointing at the floor. I pointed at the photo of Zara and the young man and continued, "That woman is my wife." The crowd fell silent for a moment before they burst into laughter. "Where did this crazy pauper come from? Did he go insane from thinking about money too much?" "Are you blind? That woman is Mr. Alan Barrington's wife. She's the CEO of Apex Group! She would never be attracted to a pauper like you. Stop dreaming!" What was going on?

“With the current situation of Paragon Enterprises, I heard she will be here to help fix the situation. But considering your past with her and now you are married to her step-sister… hmm, do you have anything to say about this?” Their next question had my mouth instantly shut down. What the fuck is this?!! “Don’t say a thing?" Bronson quickly whispered beside me before flashing a forced smile to the camera. “Call Micheal or the securities," I sharply snapped and indirectly elbowed Bronson while still having the forceful smile on my lips. "Mr. Logan Winston, can you tell us how you feel seeing your ex-wife back in the city as the CEO of the biggest global company?” another female reporter chi

Caleb's POV "Boss?" My assistant Marco straightened when I reached the table reserved for our company. He motioned to one of the chairs so I could sit, but I waved my hand to decline and shook my head no. I prefer standing while watching my ex-wife bask in her popularity. Marco joined me, standing at the back while my eyes kept glued on the stage, still reeling from the explosive news that threw me for a loop. The great J. W. Croix was my ex-wife.