The Ceo S Hidden Wife Novels & Stories

But the story already had. 'Billionaire CEO Lied About Knowing His Ex-Wife Was Pregnant! 'Patrick Montgomery Betrayed by Giselle Von Howard? Or the Other Way Around?' 'Von Howard Heiress Plays Chess While Ex-Husband Tries to Stay in the Game' It was a nightmare. And the worst of it? I couldn't even deny the voicemail. Because she had proof. I let out a breath and pinched the bridge of my nose. "Get rid of them. No comments today."

“You didn’t even tell me Skylar was Cole Buckman’s wife!” Her eyes flew open in horror. “What?! Skylar is… Cole Buckman’s wife?” She looked stunned. “I knew she had someone backing her… maybe a rich boyfriend… but the CEO of Buckman’s Corporation? I didn't even know she was married!” “If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have believed it either,” I said darkly. “But I did. And I paid the price for it.” She dropped to her knees so fast I barely saw it happen. “Ms. Celeste, please, I didn’t know! I swear I had no idea! If I had known—”

“But now I don’t know what to think. Did you even love me, Liam? Or was it all just part of the deal?” His eyes widened, hurt flashing across his face. “Of course I love you. How can you even ask me that?” “Because you’ve been hiding things from me since the beginning!” she shot back. “Maxwell, Noah, Sabrina—the secrets, the lies—they’ve all been piling up, and I feel like I’m drowning in them. And now, thanks to Sabrina, the whole world knows about our marriage, and I’m the one being dragged through the mud for it.”

Not to delay, she halted chewing, opened the social media, and found the official post from Steven's account spreading on every other platform. Keylan brought it from her once after observing Abby's wrinkled eyebrows and choleric face glaring at the phone screen for long, forgetting to swallow the food. "He made it official now." A disgruntlement crawled in Keylan's voice. Abby snatched the phone and checked the Messenger app, which was jammed with messages. That junior girl is our CEO's secret wife. Then what's his relationship with our chief, Clara? They have always been together, and our CEO has always been supportive of Ms. Clara.

The headlines screamed: “CEO’s Wife Caught Cheating with Holiday Lover.” I gasped. “No, no, no. This can’t be happening.”

She had ruined my marriage, stolen my husband, and I wasn’t going to give her any more. “Well, my husband owns this company.”I placed my arms on my waist as I rolled my eyes at her. By then, some other workers had gathered, laughing at what I said. Elizabeth came up to me laughing heavily, “You mean you are the wife of Mr Steve Greyson, since when was Mr Greyson married?” “My husband is Charles Webber, the Chief Director of this company. He has never mentioned Mr Greyson getting married. How dare you claim to be his wife?” the other friend said as she scoffed.

The noise was like an attack, a huge wave of opinion breaking forward to sweep Maddison up in it. "Is that... Carter?" a woman's sharp, mean voice cut into the chaos by the balcony door. It was Henderson's wife, the woman in the sequined evening dress, and unsurprisingly her face carried a look of shock. "I told you so," her husband, a board member, shouted next to her, his voice somewhat rough from scotch. "I knew he had an eye for... RAW TALENT." He laughed loudly, the sound wet and nasty. CLICK.

Kaina big eyes widened in pure shock "get married to Ryan? The multi billionaire? The most famous model in the country? The greatest playboy of the century? A man that has slept with almost all the female employees in the company? Kaina asked herself and staggered backwards a bit in shock. Then ma katrina's voice brought her back to reality "from today, you will be his personal secretary" she concluded her plans. Ryan's face darkened as he listened to his grandma "my personal secretary is Gideon mom! I cant change him" he grumbled. "Don't forget am the chairwoman of this company.......i can remove you anytime" she mused with a wicked grimace at him. As Ryan heard this, his face softened. He

She grabbed the collar of my shirt, pulling me down toward her level, her eyes burning like fire. "And your wife—the woman who slept in your bed for five whole years—was their hidden daughter!" Clara screamed into my face. "She hid that from you! She hid that massive, terrifying truth from you for five years while you treated her like dirt! What was her motive, Christopher?! Why would a woman holding billions of dollars in bloodline wealth hide her identity from her own husband?!" My chest heaved. The words hit my brain like a physical blow. "Wait, yeah…yeah…oh God…she... she hid it..." I stammered, my voice barely a raspy whisper.

"Honestly, I don’t care. Do you think I care about those brats? What matters to me is the company. This will be a blow to us—you know that, right?" "It shouldn’t be. We sell clothes, not gossip…" "And clothes always come with gossip. We’re the talk of the entire country—probably all of America. The CEO of one of the most important fashion companies in the world had two hidden twins." "They’re actually fraternal twins. Besides, you hired the damn journalist—don’t be cynical. Once again, everything gets worse because of you." This time Mario did look at Sara. He looked her up and down in a barely concealed way that made her feel uncomfortable.