The billionaire ceo's runaway wife Novels & Stories

He was insinuating what had gotten me here in the first place and although I was disgusted by this pregnancy, I could use some much needed attention. I silently get up and head to the bedroom. I hear him follow behind me and shut the door. At least there was one thing that occupied me. After my hatred-filled entanglement, I tell Francisco to take me to a nail salon. Once we arrive, I sit down and wait for my services when I see the news playing in a screen just up the wall across from me. ‘Social Articles report that a young billionaire is no longer back on the market. The business mogul has rekindled with his wife who was seen sporting the same rings gifted to her for their wedding just 6 y

I don't want another drama in my life. "We were talking about how Athena knew about my family." I said as the start of my confession. "What about your family?" Edward asked, a bit confused. Hannah started to share with them about my family, and they looked shocked after knowing it. "So that explains your luxurious fashion and taste," Monica blurted out. "Luxurious?!" I gasped. They all chuckled and shook their heads. "It's no surprise that Athena accused you of having a sugar daddy. No one in this office can afford limited edition bags from luxury brands except for Ms. Hailey. Also, some of your outfits are worth more than our annual salary," Monica explained.

She shunned him, not wanting that kind of thought in her head. He nodded. "So about..." "We should tell them." Elena interrupted him since it was the only thing on her mind. Alex blinked. "Are you...sure? We could just wait for the time that you're..." "I know you're not a patient man, Alex, and it's amusing you're trying to be patient, but now is the right time to spill it, and hopefully they'll know the kind of arrogant jerk their father is." Alex chuckled. "Use people to make money...how far is Xander from being an arrogant smart billionaire like his father? The apple didn't fall far from the tree. He's a chip off the old block." He stated, burying his hands in his blank pantsuit pockets.

How dare he. Don't get me wrong when I said he was a millionaire. Yes, he was a millionaire, but I wasn't a gold digger dating him for his money, it was the other way round. He was a millionaire, heir to a company, but, I was Fiona Katherine Winchester, billionaire and CEO of Winchester Group of Industries, the third most successful company on the entire continent, and, his company worked for mine. He was dating me for my money and I was dating him for my peace of mind.

“A big lie! You know nothing? Really? Eh, you transferred the company's fifty-five million to your own bank account!” My eyes widened. "What?" What madness is he talking about? I glanced at the accountant and financial manager. They were both just bent over and couldn’t look at me. I walked closer to Mr. Chua. I picked up from the table the paper he had dropped earlier. I read its contents. My lips were moved by what I saw and read. How did the missing fifty-five million end up in my personal account? Seriously? It found it in my personal account?

He said coldly: "My wife graduated from the most prestigious university in the United States. Her time at the school continuously received scholarships with excellent achievements. My wife also won many awards there, bringing great resonance to the fashion industry. She is the youngest and most famous designer in this company, the number of contracts brought to the company recently is not a few. In addition, my wife is not "the one". that kind of thing,” she has a name, her name is Jennifer Martinez, from this perspective, all of the people present here are not qualified to carry her slippers.”

she scoffed at the thought of that. "Oh, it occurred to me that you don't have a good memory". She walks around her in circles . "Let me remind you, I'm Daisy Campbell; Milo Kai Anton's wife. What is he again...?" She tapped her index finger at the corner of her lips. "Ye...yes, I heard is a Billionaire. I heard he owns Westwood city". Elleney stared at her in a daze, but she didn't stop. She continued "...it can be safe to say that he is a robber, probably a kidnapper because...".

He'd told her with his usual care free grin. "Just because I'm marrying you, doesn't mean I can't get things for myself. I've lived on my own so far and can do so in the future regardless of the fact who my husband is." She'd shot right back, titling her chin up at him. He'd stared at her, looking exasperated before looking up at the roof of the car they were sitting inside. Turning his head towards her, he'd explained patiently, "Not that I'm bragging or anything, but you're going to be marrying a billionaire. Once we're out in the public as a couple, the media will scrutinize your every move starting from the way you act around others right down to the kind of shoes you wear and I don't wa

"If you're talking about money, you know I am not into---" "I know." He cut me by putting his index finger on my lips. "But you have no choice, Sophia Yzabelle Kelley because you're married to me and you married one of the top billionaires in California." He winked at me and God knows how much I wanted to smack the arrogant smile playing on his lips. "So, you really owned this mansion?" "We, sweetheart, owned this mansion."

But what really caught my attention was the fact that she was married to a powerful billionaire. I raised an eyebrow, scanning the resume again to make sure I hadn't missed anything. But no, it was right there in black and white. Sophia was married to one of the wealthiest and most influential men in the world. I shook my head, trying to understand why Sophia would need a job when she was already married to a billionaire. Did she get bored with her life of luxury and decide to pursue a career? Or was there something more to it? As I pondered these questions, I couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity. Who was Sophia, really? What was her story, and why was she so determined to work for me