Novel & Cerita Mr. Ceo's Ex-wife: A Cunning Comeback

“Not only do I get my life back, on my terms, but I'll be receiving a very generous increase to my salary, wouldn’t you agree? The wife of the CEO has far more access than his executive assistant.” “But he is honoring you with his name when he could have just taken you to bed, like he did with Maven," he reminds me. "A man like McKaine wouldn’t marry lightly nor without encouragement." I hold my head back as my laughter rings through the cabin of the plane. “I can assure you, I gave him ample encouragement,” bending forward, I pick up the contract while also discreetly flashing the decolletage of my low-cut business dress, my hand keeping my breasts in place in a poor attempt to cover them.

“I need to see what you can do...of course, you will start in a low position, but if I see something in you, that you can work well, I can promote you. Take it or leave it, Carmela.” She scoffed and pointed at herself. “Excuse me? I am the CEO's ex-wife. I am your ex-wife, Cali. Why would I start in the lowest position?”

A stone formed in the pit of my stomach, weighing me down. "I won't provoke him, Todd. I know the risks. She is my wife, and I'm getting her back. Now get me the intel I need." I growled out, cutting the call as the traffic started to clear and I was getting closer and closer to home. I finally parked the car in the underground lot. Memories of Stephanie exiting the car, her devious smile as I claimed her lips against my favorite sports car. How she screamed for me pressed up against my Rolls-Royce. The elevator came, misting into new memories—the way she bit her full lip, those uncertain eyes when she came to my penthouse for the first time, how I always knew she would be mine.

"Thanks. I needed that." "You’ve got this, Freya. Just breathe." I smiled, squeezed her hand, and turned toward the podium. The microphone adjusted easily under my fingertips, and I began my speech with a steady voice that surprised even me. As I spoke about my family’s legacy, the company’s future, and the importance of innovation and unity, my eyes scanned the room, careful to avoid the far right corner where I knew he might be. But then I saw him. Henry Moore. My ex-husband.

I walk over to my room in the process undressing and tossing it some where. I give up totally. Bryan is the worst boss in the whole world. He just extended my salary by one week again and if I'm not careful I'll eventually loose the job. What did I do? Uh? The same idiotic woman came again and started to yab me seriously. I had tried my best to be as polite. I've never been so polite...

another reporter asked. “My wife is a very private person and I respect her privacy,” he answered, hearing the word my wife from his mouth, feels weird. “What do you think about her handling business?” Another asked again “I think you're underestimating Ms. Ivery's business acumen,” Franco said, trying to deflect the question. “She is a shrewd businesswoman, and I'm sure she saw the advantages of our union.” He was trying to keep things vague, but he could see that the reporters were getting suspicious. He needed to change the subject. “I think we should move on to other questions now,” he said, gesturing to another reporter in the crowd.

A small smile crept up Cecilia’s face as she toned down her next words “If word gets out that you are divorced, you will have to kiss your position as the CEO of this firm. It will be handed to some undeserving human as your brother has made no effort to fulfill the conditions and settle down, and then, woe would be our fate because our hard-earned family heirloom would be ripped away from us.” Damian leaned back in his seat, never been so convinced that his mother was slowly going insane.

I said, my voice dripping with false sweetness. "That sounds interesting. But what's the catch?" the reporter asked, sensing there was more to the story. "The catch," I replied, my tone turning icy, "is that Hanson Real Estate is owned by Sylvia Hanson, Grayson's ex-wife. She has whored her way back into his life, using her connections to secure this partnership. I want you to destroy her image. Make it clear that nobody should buy from her company." There was a pause on the other end of the line as the reporter took in the information. "That's a bold claim. Do you have any proof to back this up?"

Getting the contract for Diana is within my capability but in the case of Evelyn being the new CEO, it's not Within my capability. I told him that Evelyn is back in Texas and now works for the agency. He became silent at the other end, probably thinking things through and seeing reasons why I can't help Diana. [*Now I understand why you're sulking.. It's because she's back after so many years right?*] I nodded but realized he couldn't see me so I responded.

She sounded like someone who had spent seven years finding her power and confidence. I sat there at the head of my own boardroom table, surrounded by my own board members, in my own company— But I could not say a single word. Because my ex-wife was back for revenge. And she was not alone.