The Ceo’s Masked Secret Wife Novels & Stories

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.

The secret we had kept locked in the dark for five years was suddenly dragged into the blinding glare of the public eye. I sat up, rubbing my face with my hands as I unlocked the phone and opened the first news alert. THE HAWTHORNE DECEPTION: CEO SEBASTIAN HAWTHORNE’S FIVE-YEAR SECRET MARRIAGE EXPOSED. Inside sources confirm that the mysterious woman at the center of the Hawthorne Group’s recent media storm is none other than Dahlia—the company's former Creative Director—who has been secretly married to the billionaire CEO for half a decade.

“Her ex husband is in jail? This is better than I thought. Why did he go to jail?” “Not just him but a woman named Emily Green went to jail with him. What happened was that Emily Green had framed Elaine and almost killed her but she was saved by Zade Silver. However, it seems like they had a form of connection with each other before that time. Elaine started working as Zade Silver's secretary, and she made some contributions to the company like making Erica Wolfe sign a contract with the company earning her the name, ‘Masked Secretary'. Afterwards, she went back to Drewire and all those things happened, her ex husband's family was thrown into disarray.” “Wait… Masked Secretary? Doesn't that

He demanded. “Yes sir.” Nicholas nodded. Gilbert's mansion, Cecilia and Xavier were sitting inside the gazebo, which was built, a few distance from the main building. “Thanks for the meal mom. Your meal will always be the best.” Xavier smiled, wiping his mouth, with the table towel. Cecilia smiled, acknowledging his appreciation. Shortly, after Xavier was done eating, Cecilia cleared her throat and began. “Is there any information on Morgan's fake wife?” She asked, glancing at Xavier.

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 office is painted a light green that seems so out of place the girl nearly cringes. She plasters a smile on her face and approaches the desk. “Hello CEO. I am Amara Summers.” She says sweetly. George Carwell smile widens when he hears her sweet voice. George was fifty-six-year-old man… The girl places her phone on the desk face down… “So, Amara tell me about yourself. You do not if I call you Amara, right?” he asks.

A steady, subtle snore echoed through the air with each exhale. Carina Scodelario is now his wife. Eric took his glass of champagne and silently enjoyed the success. He now fully owns the Dreamscape company. He was trying to grab this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and he didn't need anyone's permission anymore. Today has passed without a single incident.

Edna Farley said, about to lose her mind. "Relax, I'm still trying to convince other investors." "Do something about it faster. You are one of the largest shareholders after President Harvey." Edna Farley said to him. After all, why was she with him. "I will do something but before then, why don't you satisfy daddy, come on!" investor Mark said as he drew her closer. Edna Farley was one of his favourite side chick. She was damn good in bed and that's why he was with her. When he gets tired of her, he would take on the next good artist in the company.