Novel & Cerita The Ceo's Convict Wife

I didn’t think that the husband and wife would dress up formally! ‘That’s an awful trick, okay?’ While the receptionist complained, she dared not say it out loud. Instead, she retrieved her phone to send the exciting news to a group chat: “Attention, attention, the CEO’s mysterious wife appears again!” Female 1: “F*ck! Gather, gather!” Male 3: “The CEO’s wife? Since when the CEO has a wife?” Female 2: “Upstairs*, you’re so outdated, the CEO’s wife appeared twice already, okay!”

He gave a slow, deliberate nod, finally satisfied that she was truly unharmed. Around them, the entire venue was buzzing with whispers, and one name was on everyone’s lips. "That's Thirdie Stone..." "The Stone Group CEO..." "The richest man in the city..." "So that's his wife?" "His wife is back!" Raol felt cold sweat form on his back.

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.

“Do you remember what I told you at the hospital? That your little empire won’t last forever?” He laughs, deep and careless. The sound grates her nerves. Her laughter joins his suddenly, lighter, mocking. She stops abruptly, her eyes glittering with wicked amusement. “Imagine tomorrow’s headline.” She lifts her manicured hand, admiring the shine of her fresh polish as she speaks slowly, savoring each word. ‘The New CEO of Houston Groups, Wade Carlisle’s Wife, Victoria Carlisle-Vallerand, Hospitalized from Domestic Violence — Loses Her Child.’

She asked bewildered. I nodded my head in response. "Jesus Christ, you're the CEO's wife!" "Shhhhh! keep it down. People are here." I said as she shouted her last words drawing attention to us. "Sorry. You're really his wife? Really and truly?" She whispered with eyes wide open. I nodded my head in affirmation. “Get up, i don’t believe you,” she said. Reluctantly i did, and she came to me and gathered one part of my clothes, making it hug my body.

A woman greeted and invited me to sit on one of the chairs at the head of the table. I declined. I had no shares or position in the company. So, I chose to stand. There were only enough seats for the invited participants. The door opened, and the people we were waiting for arrived. Farrell, Eleanor, and Dorothy entered with their arrogant faces. None of them belonged here. Eleanor was only Arnold's widow, Dorothy had no shares in the company, and Farrell was CEO because he was married to Camari, a position he no longer held since divorcing her.

Patricia threatened. Upon hearing this, Grant's face displayed disbelief, "You are Martin's wife?" Thinking that he was scared, Patricia's heart eased a bit. She stood tall and said, "Yes, I am Martin's wife. If you don't believe me, you can call and ask." Grant looked at her in shock. Slowly, an expression of grotesqueness twisted his face. "If you are Martin's wife, then we definitely cannot let you go back! We can sell you to Japan, and you would never return, nor would you be able to seek justice from her. If we let you go back, how would my brothers and I escape from Martin's methods?"

I was about to step towards her when the news on the TV flashed before my eyes. “Mister Eldifonso Suarez, CEO of SUAREZ GRANDE FURNITURE, and wife Valerie Wills-Suarez stranded inside the elevator. The masked CEO of the prestigious company seemed to be angry with his men because of the elevators malfunctioning earlier today. The CEO shows his unbeatable adoration for his wife as he saved her from the traumatic incident and cared for her so much. The CEO and his wife were safe after all. Rebecca Stoodfields! Texas today!” I sighed, thinking that being loved by my husband was a total dream.

"You are nothing like your father. He was a loyal man." "Have you seen me with other women? Can't I just like all women? I only appreciate them from afar," "You cannot. See, cheating isn't only when you have sex with other people." "But mom! I am not even betrothed to any of them yet. Even Mara, she is someone I like but not married to yet." He argued. "But that's being a womanizer. Except the priests, no one else is allowed to have two women." His mother replied.

Meanwhile... Laughter echoed through the halls of Señora Madeline’s mansion. She had just watched, via her phone, the now-trending hashtag about the new CEO of Crawford Empire being thrown in jail. “Let’s see what Dustin can do for his company now that his wife’s behind bars.” “Mommy,” Shane whined, lounging lazily on the couch. “What happens to Crawford Empire now? Didn’t you say we should let Rihanna grow the company before we kicked her out?”