Mr Chairmans Devious Wife Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 257: He Killed Someone Mr. Chairman’s POV: This bitch asked for another round of sex again. Is she this lustful? What a girl! I don’t think that I can still last but if I will not say yes to her, she will broadcast our sex video. Fuck this! I fucked her again in doggy style, she was really enjoying but me, I am not even in the mood to cum. I feel so annoyed and I am thinking about how to get rid of that video. Should I manipulate her or what?!

The reason is that he had ignored me for no reasons. He looked at with some different expressions that were not giving me good vibes. "Going to hell Wife. Just wait a little and you will see it with your eyes." He said with a devilish look on his face. He was smiling evilly after saying these words. "Husband I am sure you must be joking." I said to him while giving him a half smile. If he is serious in anyway then he is not aware with whom he will going to mess up. I am a fairy for my loved ones but I am also the queen of devils if someone will really try to mess up with me.

she's about to meet the thinnest nerve that holds her patience. "A pervert. My wife is so naughty. You could have asked me if you wanted to see anything else, aside from my undergarments." "What did you say?!!!" says Serina as Vincaster gets into her nerves. She was about to attack him, but the latter fled from the room and used an intervening presence of their doorbell as his excuse. She followed him, but her plan to kick his balls had pushed back when the chairman appeared before her eyes. "Good evening, my precious grandchildren," says chairman Vincreste as he enters his grandchildren's home.

Meg's cleavage was exposed in her button-down shirt which she had left unbuttoned to bust. Monica's face contoured in a disgustful frown, "get out of my office." Meg slightly shivered at Monica's tone but didn't move. "Oh, I will. But I want you to know how shameless you are, blackmailing Sly because you were once his wife."

I scanned the place one last time before making my way to the boss's office with shaking hands. Once I reached the door, I hear the sound of a familiar male voice and from the other sounds coming from there, it was obvious Mrs Smith was cheating on her husband again. She'd promised yesterday was the last time. If it were any other day, I'd have gone away, leaving them to finish their funny business before dropping the key off and heading out, but today, I was beyond pissed. I couldn't stand anything about this bar anymore, it was like the environment could make me sick if I didn't go out as soon as possible.

Of course I was shocked to death to see such a terrible sight for me, I screamed spontaneously right then and there and didn't remember after that. .*** “Jeez, Madam??!!” The maid named Debora ran into the bathroom after hearing the loud screams of her employer's wife. Her eyes widened as she saw the scene in front of her now. Her mouth was gaping wide in disbelief and she was shocked to see that his employer's wife had now passed out unconscious in the bathtub. Spontaneously she screamed for help, a few seconds later two guards who were outside the bedroom door came in and heard Debora's screams for help.

"Elizabeth, how could you? Grandma has always been so good to you." "Indeed," I let out a soft, inaudible murmur. They all knew the truth; they just needed someone to prey on. I was exhausted from the whole drama and trying to explain myself. I couldn't wait for all these to be over as I felt the weight of their accusations, pull me slowly. "And there's another issue," Aunt Martha's voice cut through the tension. "Elizabeth is pregnant." A gasp echoed around the room. my stomach dropped into a deep pit. How did she know? I glanced at Chloe, whose eyes sparkled with joy. It was obvious she enjoyed watching me be at the receiving end.

“Good morning. Thank you all for coming to this morning’s press conference. I, Samuel Wilson, would like to announce something very important. Not about business—but about the truth.” The room suddenly fell silent. Samuel turned toward Rebecca and Reno, then looked back at the reporters. “I would like to introduce to you all… Rebecca Cathy Castillo. She is my real wife. And this,” he said, glancing at Reno, who now stood beside Rebecca, “is our biological son, Reno Bara Castillo.” The room erupted in commotion. Camera shutters clicked rapidly, whispers filled the air. A reporter raised their hand. “Mr. Samuel, excuse me… but for the past six years, hasn’t the public known Nora Ariana as your

“Still the loud-mouthed, arrogant man you’ve always been. How does it feel knowing that the woman you thought you killed is the one tearing your empire apart?” My jaw clenched hard. “And trust me,” she continued sweetly, “I wasn’t only behind your business problems. I had been behind the pain in your marriage too.” My blood turned cold. “What the hell are you talking about?” I snapped. She tilted her head, her eyes glittering. “You really want to know?” she giggled. “Your wife got pregnant three different times, right? And somehow, miraculously, they always ended in miscarriages. Doctors said nothing was wrong, right? Funny how that works.”

Across from me, my father-in-law broke down, the fear and grief between us becoming too much to hold back. “If your assistant has already been found dead, perhaps Gazelle, too…” For the first time, the woman with Chairman Sinclair spoke up. “Cristina!” the chairman snapped, his face flushing with anger. “What? Honey, I’m just saying…” She tried to put her hand on his arm, but he pulled away, looking utterly disgusted. “Chairman Sinclair,” I said, my voice dangerously steady despite the rage building within me, “I strongly suggest you ask your criminal wife to leave this room before I lose what little composure I have left.”