La Esposa Ciega Del Ceo Novels & Stories

What happened to the first come, first serve rule in a free city like LA? Staring at his indifferent face as the door of the elevator closed got her even more upset, as she could tell that he cared less about whatever his bodyguards did to her. Disgustedly, she tore her gaze away from him. The elevator door closed with Ethan's eyes still in the same position they had been when he was staring at Eleanor's face. "Who is she?" His question had Max's brows fold in confusion and he turned to look at Ethan's steady face, in shock, while standing beside him.

It was the fact that they never posted fake news that established the announcement as undeniably accurate. “Breaking News! The CEO of CDE Group, Christine Blaine, was the mistress behind Isabella and Miguel Hernandez’s divorce. A single mother and a student at that time, with CDE Group being a mere start-up, Christine Blaine’s had a single purpose, to use her personal charms and gain the favor of married men, then blackmail them to invest in her business. Miguel was unlucky enough to become the target of such a wicked woman. But the real victim, the one that suffered the most in the process, was of course, Miguel’s wife, Isabella Hernandez.”

For two years, I was the one who accompanied Martin through rehabilitation, the one who encouraged him to stand tall again, the one who pulled him out of darkness and helped him slowly become a normal person again. When Debbie saw that Martin had recovered, she shamelessly came back wanting to reap the benefits and steal my husband. Tell me, what's so good about her? I'm more beautiful than her, more educated, kinder, and the legitimate heiress of the Watson family. In every aspect, I'm better than her. She committed countless wrongs; it's her own fault that she ended up like this today. I haven't blamed her for nearly getting me killed by Madame Thomas, yet you still blame me, say that it's

annoyed Stesi about Amayra's stubbornness. "It's okay, I just need to rest and sleep," Amayra muttered softly with her eyes half closed. Stesi sighed harshly, would everyone who was sick be annoying like this? Amayra was really stubborn, she was afraid that something would happen to the woman. Inder might strangle him if he finds out that his wife is sick, because after all Amayra is with him now, it is a sign that he must also be responsible for the cold condition of President Mahendra's wife.

A steady, subtle snore echoed through the air with each exhale. Carina Scodelario is now his wife. Eric took his glass of champagne and silently enjoyed the success. He now fully owns the Dreamscape company. He was trying to grab this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and he didn't need anyone's permission anymore. Today has passed without a single incident.

Beggars, however, couldn't be choosers and in this scenario, I was the beggar. Just then, a familiar laugh rang out behind me and I turned to dare to see Blake usher in a pretty, young thing into his private office with a rakish grin plastered on his face. “And that's our CEO, Blake Harrison.” Lila informed me cheerily. “And who's that with him?” I asked like I didn’t already know who that was. “Chloe works here too. She's Blake's wife and we call her ‘Mrs. CEO.’ Gritting my teeth together and clenching my hands into fists slightly, I tried not to let this rage surging up my system take over me.

My step mom Vivian and sister Charlotte have one good goal in life, making me miserable in every possible way. In just a year of dad's absence, they have ruined the company my dad and mom built with their sweat, and even went as far as changing my dad's will to make them sole owners of the company. My name is Isabella Monette, the daughter of Julia and Francis Monette. Well I am a mute, not by choice, but from an accident that happened years back which caused the death of my mom. Those years were rough, but my dad and I held on to it with peace and warmth, till it became overwhelming for him, he brought Vivian in for little help, the watch over her while I am gone, the please take her to the

"My husband just made it very clear that I am a corporate liability. A stain on his pristine image." Braden reclined against the leather seat, crossing his legs, his gaze never leaving her profile. "Darel King is a blind fool who doesn't understand the asset he has in his possession. He’s playing checkers while the rest of Wall Street is playing chess." Giselle let out a bitter, self-deprecating laugh. "An asset? I’m an interior designer he won't let work, a wife he won't touch, and a woman who can't even walk across a ballroom without breaking the floorboards."

“I think that woman looks a lot like Xyla Quest too. I’ve seen her face on Weibo a lot. However, I couldn’t recognize her just now because she was wearing a mask…” “From the looks of things, if that woman is Xyla Quest, that meant our CEO must be her husband. Otherwise, why would she cheat openly? Do you think Xyla Quest is dumb?” “I’m going to check and see if that really was Xyla Quest. Ahhh… I’m so jealous. That divine man has been snatched by another woman just like that. I feel heartbroken.” Xyla and Stanley were both unable to hear what these people said out there. While everyone watched on, Stanley held Xyla’s hand and walked into his personal elevator. The two of them then arrived at

I provoked him. But when I heard all those sick things he wanted from her... I snapped. I couldn't bear to hear anymore of it, to know how much she would suffer. Carter could just be baiting me though, trying to get a rise out of me so he knows all my buttons and how to press them just right. He also knows Stephanie is my biggest weakness. Years and years he has tried and failed to get a rise out of me. The second he mentions my wife, I lose it.