Mr. Ceo And His Substitute Wife Mga Nobela at Kwento

unconventional changes in the CEO's personal life. Julian did not move a muscle, but the temperature in the room plummeted. Tread very carefully, Richard, Julian warned, his voice a low, lethal hum. My personal life is not on the agenda. It becomes the board's business when it threatens the stock price, Richard countered smoothly. He slid a thick manila folder onto the center of the table. He looked directly at Maya, his lips curling into a condescending sneer. Two weeks ago, Richard continued, addressing the room, our CEO secretly married his junior assistant. A woman with no degree, no background, and a five-year gap in her employment history. A woman who, according to my sources, was pres

"The shareholders will determine who is the best candidate to replace the current chairman." Lauri's face turned red, her hands clenched tightly. If Celine couldn't hold on to the position of ACB Corporation's chairman, then she would also lose her position as the internal executive director. As the wife of the Johnson family, she couldn't let anyone look down on her, even though Celine wasn't her biological daughter, at least she had him, and that's what allowed her to maintain her position.

"What?! Are you insane? Why would that woman live with us in one house? Do you want to humiliate me?" He responded with total indifference, his words stinging like a whip: "Don’t overreact. Remember well that I am just a substitute husband in a temporary contract on paper, not a real marriage built on love. Irish has lived in my house for years; this is a natural situation and it won't change now for your sake."

She said, waving her hands in the air dramatically. I grew more befuddled. "What's a CEO?" "It stands for 'Chief Executive Officer'. Basically, he owns the company. He's even the chairman too! But the position was taken away from him since he got divorced from his ex-wife," She whispered the last part, as if someone would hear us. I still don't get why she's that dramatic. "Check this out!" She showed me her phone. It displayed a picture of a man who looks exactly like Dom...and it really looks like him!

The headline read: "Stone’s New Partner: A Marriage That Shakes Up the Corporate World." She grimaced at the article. The press was framing their marriage as a power move, speculating on how it would affect the dynamics within Stone Enterprises. Some questioned her motives, others called it a strategic alliance, and a few even claimed it was a desperate attempt by Liam to secure control over his uncle, Victor.

After the man left, Clara only looked at the business card in her hand. Jones Walker. CEO of Walker group. Although Clara did not pay attention to this aspect particularly, she still heard about the name ‘Jones Walker’. He was deep and famous with his quick action. He took over the Walker group when he was an adult, and the group was developed as a leading enterprise in the country in just a few years. Such an excellent person was slept by her unexpectedly. If this stuff happened to others, they might be as happy as a clam. But Clara is not the kind of person who likes to seek connections with wealthy families, so she didn’t care about what Jones said.

Edward quickly approached. “Celeste … ” He placed a hand on her arm, trying to stop her. Celeste shook him off immediately. The rejection happened live before every camera in the room. A fresh wave of whispers spread. Celeste stepped behind the podium, tears streamed down her cheeks. “As many of you know…” Her voice cracked. “I am the wife of the CEO of JH Industries.” She placed a trembling hand on George’s shoulder. “And this is my son, George Sterling.” Every camera zoomed in. Edward stood frozen.

Alexander's voice echoed from the doorway, I switched the phone off and ran to him so he wouldn’t suspect anything. He winked at me, spanking my ass, while I entered the bathtub faking a smile. Later, I showered and fixed dinner. Alexander stayed locked in his study, eyes glued to his iPad already tracking the market trends. Being the new CEO suited him—he loved control. We eventually retired to bed. I faked my smiles, forced small talk, though everything irritated me. If we weren’t married, I doubted he’d even see me twice after what I saw. Who sent those pictures?

“You know, if you threaten an acting CEO and he actually becomes a CEO later, he will make your life a living hell. What do you think is going to happen if my father got wind of this whole shit going on here? How about you go do your meetings? Whatever you want to show the board, show them now. And stop acting like, well, I don’t know.” The door opened with Dennis coming in as I scoffed. “Is this child’s play? What’s he doing here?” “He’s my husband. And as such, he’s also a part of the board.” Everybody started to gasp and mutter as Alex clapped his hands. “Silence, everybody. Like I said, he’s my husband. All right, all of you here have brought your partners at one time before and your par