Novel & Cerita Mr Ceo Your Abandoned Wife Has Powerful Brothers

His lips curved upward. "I was the one who informed Francis that you left the party alone. You can't blame me for that. I was gone mad when I saw you with Colton and the love you felt after all those years' agony. It took the last ray of hope I had to win you. I knew, it wasn't your last encounter. My bastard brother would follow you like a lost puppy. Evanca, my first wife who is my biggest mistake, confirmed it. Sorry, my love but I couldn't see you flying in another man's arms. You are mine and if won't come to me, I'd kill everyone you love. Take it as my ultimate warning."

One after the other, they took their leave until I was the only one left in my office. Reclining against my table, I used my fingers to trace the corners of my name plaque, my smile growing even wider. Nine months ago, I was the wife of Caruso Milton. Fast forward to nine months later, I was the heiress of Nexus Corporation, one out of the three largest cologmerate in the country. Pushing my hair behind my ear, I plopped on my chair, a low sigh escaping from my lips as I turned on the TV. The headlines caught my attention, so I decided to keep watching until it came to full display once more.

Jonathan has sent a message this time. ["It looks like my dear sister-in-law likes the rich man. Is this why you wanted to get shares so badly to become rich? Are you trying to satisfy her? But alas! brother! Your wife doesn't just want a rich man, she wants a handsome man. Not a crippled and ugly person like you. The wife you were so proud of I think she will leave you very soon for some rich man. I suggest you to keep your eyes on her because if you don't keep an eye on your wife, one day she will be gone right under your nose and you can't do anything about it."]

Walk away while you still can. Fear destabilizes even the strongest men. But I wasn’t done. There was always another move. I drafted a plan to release certain “information” about Alexander’s company, minor discrepancies exaggerated into scandal. I had just finished outlining the strategy when my phone buzzed. A news notification. I opened it casually. Then my hand tightened around the device. “CEO’s dead wife seen returning to her old life… reconciling with former husband after abandoning cousin.” My vision blurred red.

"Thank God. You came. Get me out of here. This is insane. They have nothing real. It is all lies from her. From Fiona." Sebastian stopped just out of reach. The officer stood three paces behind him, arms crossed. Ross kept talking, words tumbling over each other. "We are married. You cannot let your wife sit in a cell. Think about the scandal. The company. Your name. Pull strings. Call your lawyers. Make this disappear." Sebastian looked at her, really looked. The woman he had married in haste, the one whose tears had swayed him away from Fiona. The one who had slept in his bed while plotting with her father and her best friend to destroy the woman carrying his child.

“I’ve got it, Sir.” Zasco looked away from the window. “Speak.” “Her full name is Rebecca Cathy Castillo. She is the sole heir of the Castillo family. Her parents have passed away. Recently, she managed to reclaim her inheritance rights over the family company after a long conflict with relatives.” Zasco crossed his arms, listening attentively. “Continue.” “She was once married to Mr. Samuel Wilson. One of the city’s most successful real estate and investment businessmen. Owner of Wilson Group.” “Samuel Wilson’s ex-wife?” Zasco raised an eyebrow slightly.

The man laughed. "More than that—I pushed for it. Do you think I swallowed the damn story that the two of you were in love? I know you did it to save the company, so that I wouldn’t dissolve it. But my plan to dissolve it was only meant to force that—to make you two get married. Now, when your disgusting, cold corpse lies on the floor of this building, my daughter will be the majority shareholder, and I will take control of Casa Monter." Sara laughed cynically and shamelessly. Both men turned to look at her, and it was impossible to tell which of them looked more confused.

But the smug smile on his face told me I hadn’t. I turned to look at him, my chest aching with a mix of anger and disbelief. I wanted to shout, to run, to disappear—anything but stand there and watch him claim someone else as if I didn’t exist. My hands trembled at my sides. I wanted to ask him why, to demand the truth, but no words came. All I could feel was the sharp sting of reality: I was married to a man who had never truly loved me. I glanced around, hoping someone—anyone—would notice my humiliation, but the room was filled with polite smiles and empty stares. Everyone was too busy admiring him, the perfect CEO, the flawless man. No one saw me. No one cared.

"My daughter has been dedicated to him, whether it's the Sanya project or this desert project. The Brown family has put in our best efforts, and my daughter has been spinning around week after week, all to give Ethan peace of mind. How many are as outstanding as my eldest daughter in the entire San Francisco business circle?" "I don't believe that the Douglas family can find a better marriage alliance." Lance snorted. Looking at the whole business circle, besides the Cunningham's Family and the Wilson family, there were indeed not many that could compare to the Brown family. Unfortunately, the real heiress of the Cunningham's Family went missing, and the foster daughter under the butler's na

Caleb yanked John's hands off and sneered. "What are you doing, John? Are you trying to win back the wife you faked your death to leave?" John's expression turned ugly. "That's between my wife and me. It has nothing to do with you! I'm warning you! Give Cece back to me, or—" "Or what?" Caleb cut him off with a scoff. "Do you think you're still the powerful CEO you used to be, John? I can crush you now as easily as I can squash a bug. Also, do I need to remind you that Cecilia is no longer your wife?"