My Beautiful Ceo Wife Novels & Stories

“No.” “Then sorry Ms.” The receptionist still looked at her manicure and did not give her an eyesight. Clara patiently said, “You tell him, I’m Clara.” Actually, she also was not sure that the words from that man can be counted or the words from the man and her thoughts were the same at the moment. “Our CEO is very busy, not everyone can meet him.” Clara looked younger than her real age with the casual dress up, tied ponytail and without makeup.

Alexander rang the bell, signaling he still had something to say. “Well as you all know, my wife here as transferee ownership legally to me as the acting CEO, henceforth you all will obey my orders he paused for it to sink down his brows raised “And the woman on my right will be the MD”. Alexander concluded urging the staffs to clap amidst the conclusion. Why was he doing this? I hadn't found out so much yet, only for him to bring her to my face. Alexs der dismissed the staff, I sat still, my legs crossed, my face narrowed, boiling in anger.

After a few seconds of silence, Isabel then went ahead to the exact purpose she came to his house, "Erm... did you know the CEO?" "Of course, not, how can I know such a powerful woman, in fact, after I received the mail to offer someone who studies interior designs and decoration in the university, I made some researches about the CEO and found out that none of her pictures were online, some bloggers who wrote about her said she's a mysterious lady," "Mysterious!" Isabel exclaimed, " that woman... I meant the CEO, she looks exactly like your wife, " "My wife?" Scott almost chuckled in disbelief, " My wife is dead, "

"My wife, Alisha, owns the Xiul company." Everyone was surprised that Alisha was Mr. Xiul. "That's not true!" his mother objected. Her son seemed to create any excuse to stay with the young woman. "You're lying!" Thompson shouted, even if his mind was boggled, it's hard to take in that young woman, she's so powerful. It's not true. They must know it's a lie. The executives applauded the couple. Some were so envious to know that two such powerful leaders were married.

Thus, the couple walked around like regular employees, and Zora never exercised any authority beyond that of an assistant manager. She reported to a superior but not directly to the CEO. Now that this had happened, they felt that their CEO would be very happy since there was also a new partnership. Henshaw Ventures was going to partner with them, and the first daughter of the Henshaw family had earlier declared that she was the CEO’s fiancée. No one knew how true it was since the CEO had not yet arrived at the office. All their concerns were directed to his secretary, Madison Gold. She even carried more authority than the CEO’s late wife.

In the end, I still let him down. No matter how hard I tried, I could no longer hold on to this marriage. When I kept my head down, they assumed I had given in. Samuel showered Angela with praise. "Angel, you're really too kind. Ronald, you should count yourself lucky to have such a wonderful wife." I sneered. "Then I'll thank you for that." After being the CEO for so long, even Angela had forgotten that this company had been built by the two of us together.

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.

The kind of woman who could make a room fade away without even trying. I had to know more. A little digging told me what I didn't want to hear—she was married. Not to someone in her league, though. No. Her husband was one of my employees, running a small, struggling branch of my company in the city. It didn't make sense. She was brilliance and light, and he...

“Sophia?” “Called emergency board meeting,” Clara said. “Down to 5 members. Peter Shaw is still there.” Adrian finally turned. Gray eyes. They didn’t blink much. “Elena.” “Sir?” “Tell me about her.” Clara pulled up the file. “32. CEO. Took over Carter Holdings after her father died 3 years ago. Reputation: cold, precise, doesn’t lose. No scandals. No public relationships.” “She has three people around her. Mercer. Head of security. Maya. IT. And Ryan Whitaker. Executive assistant.”

What did that mean? She let out a laugh and flicked her cigarette, blowing smoke rings into the air. "Just joking!" she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. I let out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding. "Here's the deal," she said, her tone now completely serious. "If you agree to become the CEO's son's wife for the next twelve months, you'll become a millionaire." My jaw dropped open in disbelief. I must have heard her wrong. There was no way she was offering me what I thought she was offering.