Brian Chesky Wife Novels & Stories

I was cut off. "Careful with that cunning b*tch, Alora. Always protect what's yours." Cheska whispered into my ear and smiled at me before leaving. "Cheska still has a grudge against me. I see. I can't blame her though," Ms. Martin bitterly mumbled but I can still clearly hear. "By the way, uhm... you and Archi, I don't know you're..." "We're married, yeah.” I said firmly. “Uh... I didn't mean to hide it from you."

"You don't have to do that." "I have to," he said, grabbing a few of his scrambled eggs with a fork and taking a bite of the toast. "I don't want to leave my wife without funds." "That's nice of you, but I won't spend your money. I don't need it, especially not now that you've taken care of Ana. Besides, I have a place to live, "she said and swallowed a bite of food. "I owe you a commission of twenty percent. Use that account, Josephine. My wife should have it, and I don't want people to think I don't care about you. ”She slapped her hand on the table. "Do you think I'm going to embarrass you, Theo?" I'm not saying you should buy a yacht, but, if nothing else, at least start buying clothes i

the woman exclaimed. "Penny? Why are you here?" Brian said, a little embarrassed. "Go home!" The woman called Penny Wiley was stubborn. She even tried to pull Brian away. She said, "No! I think you're acting desperate! We've contacted those miracle doctors, and we made it to the queue. Please bear with the wait!" Tasha couldn't say a word. After all, Penny was Brian's daughter. What could Tasha, an outsider, say? "Nonsense! Mrs. Sharpe introduced him to me. How could he be fake? You saw how uncomfortable I was when it got worse at home. Either sit over there or go home!" Brian said in annoyance.

Who knew what it looked like now? She exhaled and rested a hand on her lower abdomen. If Wesley hadn't cheated. If they'd had a baby together. Maybe things would've worked out. Too bad he'd ruined it. Her phone buzzed with a notification: [Cheswick Tech stock plummets. Founder Wesley Cheswick spotted drunk on the street.] The photo showed Wesley outside the company building, scruffy, eyes glassy. She stared for three seconds. Then she locked the screen and tossed the phone aside.

And something that would remind James Westbrook that he wasn't the only one capable of big moves. My phone buzzed as I headed back to my office. Unknown number. I frowned, swiping to answer. "Alexander Carter." "Mr. Carter, this is Rachel from your PR team." I stopped walking. "What's going on?" "We have a situation. There are articles circulating online about your wife. " "What is it?" I asked, keeping my voice level despite the tension creeping up my spine. "I'll share all the details to your email, Mr. Carter. The articles are spreading quickly across multiple platforms."

"You spread lies about me, turned my friends against me, stole my son and poisoned him against his own father. You're a gold-digging whore who spread her legs for money, and everyone here should know what kind of woman Damon Hale actually married." The silence is absolute now. Five hundred people, frozen and watching. Brian is breathing hard, his face flushed with alcohol and rage. He looks around, seeming to notice for the first time how many eyes are on him. But instead of backing down, he puffs up further. "That's right," he says, louder now, playing to the crowd. "Your precious Mrs. Hale was my wife first. And she was a cold, frigid bitch who couldn't even give me a healthy child. A defe

"How useless do you have to be for your own wife to cheat on you?" I hung up. It was nothing but insults with her, and it always had been. She'd divorced my father for the same thing, yet she couldn't spare me an ounce of sympathy. I knew why. It was because she favored my younger sister, Megan Gallagher. Renee was a powerful woman in business and could hand Megan a cushy position whenever she pleased. My whole life, I'd bent over backward trying to make everyone happy. But this time, Mom was just going to have to be disappointed.

“What would that even look like?” Haley grinned. “Oh, I don’t know. Maybe something that says, ‘step back, he’s mine.’” I shot her a skeptical look, but she only raised both brows like she’d just suggested the most logical thing in the world. Nope. William wasn’t even my real husband, why would I try to claim him? He’d think I was losing it. I wasn’t about to stoop to Ava’s level and look desperate. But of course, I couldn’t exactly tell Haley the whole marriage was fake and I had no reason to care if someone flirted with him.

I make a mental note to corner her later and force it out of her. "C'mon in ladies," Christine welcomes us with a smile on her face. Christine is the wife of Travis Steele, the communications/IT expert for Heaven Hill, and the sister of Jagger. She's about as deep into Heaven Hill as you can get without being born into the fold. Not only is she an awesome person though and through, but she also does amazing hair, and lately she's been taking chances with hers. I haven't seen her in a month or so, and I squeal excitedly when I see the black and purple she's got in her locks today.

"What are we doing here? Performing a sexy dance for you, of course! Didn't you request a sexy dance from both of us?" Looking at Nathan and Kyle, and then at Hilda and Sonnia next to them, Brian's cheeks were flushed red. Previously, he was still abroad. After he finished arranging his sister's funeral, he came back two years ago, so he wasn't very familiar with the news in Taadi. Apart from that, he had been living the life of a walking dead, so he didn't take note of the news of the business industry. Hence, he didn't know that Nathan Clemon had gotten married. Seeing that Hilda was seated next to him at this moment, Brian seemed to have understood something. In fact, he was so shocked th