Novel & Cerita Billionaire Wife

She trailed off, speculating on the particulars of where she was or might be, what might have been the reason for her disappearance, of course, her high-profile marriage to the famed business tycoon. Literally, almost all sort of some powerful billionaire loses his wife, and she's alone and out somewhere, and here is Kai, desperate enough to put a reward on his own wife's head. I admired his grit. "Well," I whispered, "looks like I finally got what I wanted.”

But now, seeing the woman's defeat and painful look, made him want to have her all the more. "Wait, I don't believe you. Are you- wait, t-the Shawn Richmond? CEO of…" "Yes," Oh goodness! This man, her husband? How insane? This is impossible. It was just a single, straightforward reply, but it had a massive impact. How could she be this stupid? The man was nothing but a cold-hearted billionaire playboy, rich and demanding and evil and so sexy and.... hot! damn it! "Oh my God..."

I looked at her briefly before we shaked hands. “I really loved all your ideas regarding our school affair. That's a very smart one, Mr Adrian must be lucky that he has a beautiful wife like you.” She expressed, her teeth popping as she smiled heavily. “I'm lucky too to have him. I'm so sorry my husband couldn't make this meeting but I'm sure he will come for the next one.” I remarked, squinting my eyes while I struggled to lie continuously. “We acknowledge the fact that he is the biggest billionaire in this country but then his daughter needs him. After his wife there's been so much change in that child.” She voiced with concern, I could see the sincerity in her face.

Why do they have to make everything about our husband? I knew how hard I worked for my money while I raised my child. Then I am being recognized as a billionaire's wife alone. "I'm sorry I'm not interested." I answered politely with a huge smile on my face. "Wait! What? Why are you not interested? Haven't you heard about us in social media." "I am so busy working on projects that I barely have anytime to be on social media." I answered the ladies as one of the scoffed. "Why do you have to work when you husband is a billionaire?" Jessie, the lady who had brought me to their midst questioned.

The attention was no longer on me, and I felt a sinking feeling, my fingers digging into my palms. “Miss Adeline, who do you think she is?” One of the women probed. “I have never seen her in our social circles!” “The news says they have been married for over three years now! How could we have not known?” “I guess the billionaire wanted to keep his marriage hidden and private. He must love his wife that much.” “I know right? She is even rumored to be the new CEO of Shaw Industries! Everything must go through her approval first!”

Mine! The screen cut to the news anchor and my gaze dropped to the news channel, it was the local news. My eyes widened as the realisation hit me like a truck at full speed. “ FINALLY, WE CAN PUT A FACE TO THE MOST HANDSOME AND UNTIL NOW, ELIGIBLE, BILLIONAIRE’S WIFE. YES, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, MR. RYAN JOHNSON IS INDEED A MARRIED MAN. BUT WHO IS HIS MYSTERIOUS WIFE? AND HERE’S THE BOMBSHELL—SHE’S AN INDIAN BEAUTY. AND SHE’S HERE. IN. NEW. YORK.

"Jane Phillips-Garrett, the mysterious CEO of P&G Industries, was revealed last night to be the wife of billionaire Christian Holmes. The couple, who sources say have been living separately for months, appeared to reconcile at a charity gala where Phillips-Garrett was honored as one of New York's top entrepreneurs." I kept reading. "Phillips-Garrett, who has kept her business identity secret for years, is worth an estimated $200 million. Sources close to the Holmes family say the couple's marriage has been troubled, with rumors of an impending divorce." My phone rang. It was Sandra. "Jane, are you okay?" "No. Have you seen the news?" "I've seen it. It's everywhere." "Everywhere?" "Every news

"You´re nuts. You really have no idea who you have there? Whose wife she is? She´s worth far more to you for ransom than any third-world hustler´s going to give you." Now I have his attention. "What are you talking about? Who is she then?" "That´s Beth Haswell... Elizabeth Haswell... Richard Haswell´s wife..." He looks at me blankly. "You know... Richard Haswell... Billionaire... Owns half the fucking city. And that´s his wife you´re pawing at. He´ll pay a fortune to get her back, but he might not be so happy about it if he thinks you´ve been fingering his property."

They remained in that closed position until they heard the clattering of glass on the marble floor, the formerly cute couple turned to look in the direction of where the sound had taken place. It was Sophia Halls, Abigail could recognize her from the big T.V she always sees on her way to the market. Once, her dad had told her Sophia Halls was the richest model , now she was standing just meters away from her. She wanted to rush to hug her but Sebastine's grip on her waist stopped her.

He said, looking back at the lady. Her smile faded. "What?" He nodded. "Yeah. I have a very beautiful wife. I'll bring her as my plus one." The lady blinked in confusion, feeling disappointed. "But...but I have not seen you with a woman or heard you got married again." "I'm telling you I have a wife, what's your deal?" The lady swallowed feeling like her pride is been trampled on. She straightened herself, looking like someone unaffected by his statement. "Okay, uh...yeah, you can bring your wife to the gala. Will be expecting you there."