Novel & Cerita Business Wife

Despite his status as a low-ranked wolf, his influence is felt far and wide, a testament to his integrity and the trust the community places in him. Mrs. Jackie Robinson, in contrast, finds fulfillment in the simple, yet profound, role of a full-time housewife. Her days are spent tending to the needs of her family, ensuring that her home remains a sanctuary for those she loves. With a keen eye for detail, she maintains the cottage in pristine condition, every corner reflecting her care and devotion. Her greatest desire is to see her family thrive, and she spares no effort in creating a loving and nurturing environment.

"My business card. Sleep in the back room. Tomorrow morning at eight, I'll pick you up for church." After the departure of the man he said would become her husband, Livy read the business card in front of her. A full name and job title, as well as the man's place of work, were written on it. William Artha Hamington, CEO of Hamington Corporation. Livy was stunned. God, will she be the secret wife of a CEO?

I sat back properly too see him staring straight. “Angry?” I asked, moving my hand to touch his hair and then directly to the scalp, making him lean back in a relaxing position while I moved my fingers. “Yes and no.” he replied, making me pause, but he shook his head as if wishing me to continue and I did. “No because I am proud that my wife is thinking of the employees which is good for a CEO’s wife. And Yes, because she is not taking advantage of being in the workplace with her husband.” He explained and I laughed shaking my head.

Their penthouse apartment transformed into a haven of laughter, warmth, and cherished memories. Sean, who had once been consumed by his work and the pursuit of wealth, found solace in the embrace of his newfound family. He realized that true wealth lay not in his bank accounts but in the love he shared with Katara and Rose. Together, they created a life filled with joy, adventure, and a sense of purpose.

She put a hand on her head. ... “But really, Natalia. Would you really throw away all these wonderful things that you have?” Wendy had asked when she got to the mansion. “What do you mean?” Natalia asked. “Well, I know that being a wife to Noah can be stressful and can take a lot out of a person as that man is quite the character, but would you really want to lose all the great things that you get access to? The house? All this money? The reputation, the fame? Let’s not even talk about the respect that you get for being the Mrs Shaw.” Wendy shook her head.

Who would know that in a few months there will be a newborn billionaire for one of the greatest corporation of this decade? 'It's been months since Mrs. West is seen by the media. She might be around seven months pregnant but still rocking those purple pumps and black maternity dress. It's quite a mystery that she's trying to hide her obvious baby bump when she's spotted by our camera. Not only the bump proves she's pregnant, what with the baby clothes and supplies on her hand together with Ms. West. It was almost a ridiculous sight. A billionaire's wife rushing our of a baby shop!' The female reporter pathetically laughed at my wife that I have this sudden urge to go inside the television j

And it’s making her uncomfortable! “Don’t you have work?” She asked just to break the silence. “What do you think?” He threw back her question to her. “Well, you are the CEO of the JBC Corporation, you must be very busy.” She just stated what she heard. She does not really have any idea about his work and all. “Well, what can I say? My wife needs me here.” He said while grabbing a chair and started eating. “I can manage on my own.” She replied. Why hearing him calling her ‘wife’ is like music to her ears?

"Hmm, sorry." The woman cleared her throat lazily while muttering the word sorry for not being sincere to her husband who was currently playing with Ciara. After all, recently Aciel has been more selfish and spoiled. Little by little the man told her this and that and would turn angry if she could not do it according to her husband's request. Sometimes she wants to scream in that man's face if she is actually no less busy than that man. Even though she is only a housewife, her job is actually more tiring and emotionally draining than a CEO. "Honey, let's go home."

Her gaze drifted wistfully over the manicured gardens below, where dew-kissed petals danced in the gentle breeze, a picturesque tableau of tranquility. To the outside world, she was the epitome of grace and sophistication, the beloved wife of the esteemed CEO, Alexander Montague, who has continuously earned the yearly award for best Entrepreneur five time in a row. Theirs was a union envied by many, a love story that seemed destined for eternity. Yet, beneath the façade of marital bliss, a shadow lurked, threatening to shatter the illusion of perfection.

"Are you saying your husband was unaware of the source of his own company's founding capital?" "I'm saying my husband built a company that has outgrown a business loan from seven years ago a hundred times over," Isabelle said, her voice steady even as her hands shook at her sides. "Whatever mistakes I made in trying to protect his pride don't change what he's built since. If you're looking for a scandal, I'd suggest you ask why Whitmore Industries has spent five years feeding information to anyone willing to hurt this company instead of competing with it honestly." Daniel Whitmore's easy smile flickered for the first time.