Novel & Cerita The Ceo's Runaway Wife Jenessa And Ryan

Inside was a deed to a beautiful house, with a letter from Franco. "I want us to start our lives together in a home of our own," he had written. And there, at the bottom of the page, was the final shock. "I'm making you the CEO of the construction company," he had written. I looked up at him, tears in my eyes. "You don't have to do this," I said. "The company is still alive because of you." He smiled. As we embraced, I knew that our future together was bright. We had overcome so much to get to this point, and I knew that we could face whatever life threw at us. We were a team, and together, we were unstoppable.

Scared that he might reject her and ask for a breakup. Ryan raised his head and fixed his gaze on her for a few seconds. He gulped, smirked, and said, "Would you still love me if you find out that I'm not a CEO anymore? Would you still be stupidly obsessed with me if you found out that I'm just an ordinary driver?" He threw questions at her. Jasmine gulped, her brows furrowed. She opened her mouth to talk but Ryan beat her to it.

Observing the looks on Amelia's and Liam's faces, Leona's expression also shifted. She looked at Liam and said cautiously, "Liam, didn't you tell Ms. Jenson that Prime Studios is ..." Then, she looked apologetic and quickly said, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have spoken so carelessly. You two are husband and wife, and I thought Ms. Jenson knew since you two seemed close." As Leona spoke, she hesitated. She wanted to say more, but she stopped herself.

The flash I saw earlier wasn't a figment of my imagination! What caught my attention was the news headline: Mother of billionaire CEOs' children identified as Viola Walden. Both Nina and Jenna looked at the headline and then at me. "This picture was taken of you today, Jean, but it says your name is Viola... Is that true?" Nina asked, but I was freaking out. " This can't be happening!" I panicked as I stood up. " How could it be that the day I decide to tell the truth, the media beats me to it?" I said to myself as I ran my hands through my hair and watched the news.

He was desperate. One evening, as we were going through our plans, my phone rang; the call was from Vanessa, Ryan’s wife. A name I hadn’t heard in a while. “What does she want?” I asked, my heart racing. "Take the call and find out,” Adrian replied, his voice tense. “Elena,” Vanessa said, her voice shaky. “I need to talk to you. Ryan is losing it. He’s been consumed by the obsession to ruin you, Adrian.”

The cleaner’s face flushed red and she shyly agreed to dinner, and with a giant smile on his face, Ethan eagerly led her away with her hand firmly clasped in his. Word spread like wildfire through the company within minutes. Within the hour, word had leaked to the general public and internet. By the end of the evening, internet sleuths had tracked down the amorous pair and footage of them on their impromptu date had already circulated and gone viral. With this, the rumors of the events at the company had been confirmed and everyone was desperate to know who the mysterious woman that the CEO had taken to dinner was. No matter how hard they looked though, no one could track her down. Every att

“That’s disgusting.” “Welcome to the family you married into.” “I didn’t marry that part.” Jess leaned forward, voice low. “Vanessa was married to Ethan’s dad. Ryan was his golden boy. If this gets out—” “It’ll be a bigger scandal than our balcony footage,” I said. “Exactly.” I rubbed my temples. “Why are they all so good at self-destruction?” Jess smiled, just a little. “It’s probably genetic.” We finished eating in silence. Jess retired back to her hotel room around eleven, claiming she needed to answer emails before her inbox declared war.

"They sit in fancy office buildings looking impressive, but half of them barely scrape by after rent. A couple still haven't found work at all, living off their parents." She leaned in, voice conspiratorial and loyal. "Ma'am, next time you film, just call me. I'll keep watch, make sure Mr. Cross never finds out." Joy smiled. "Deal." Her phone buzzed. "Ma'am, your phone." Joy took it and stepped into the guest room to answer. Ryan's voice came through, worn and hoarse. "Joy..." "Please don't call me anymore." Joy cut him off, cold. "I'm married. My husband's stingy and petty he wouldn't be happy about this."

she said passing her phone to me. The headline reads; “Billionaire CEO Marcelo Wilson Jones sets to get married,” I read the headline out and at first it didn’t click in my head that I am the soon to be bride of the billionaire. “Scroll down and read more,” Jennifer said, “Billionaire CEO female admirers set out to find this mystery woman,” I read out loud again and Jennifer started laughing. “What’s funny, didn’t you hear what I read they’re out to get me,” “I’m laughing because you’re one of the female admirers before you became the wife and I didn’t even know your soon to be husband has a fan base,” she said, laughing hard I could see tears coming out of her eyes.