Novel & Cerita The Ceo's Vanishing Wife

Wilson, equally stunned, had never imagined his first encounter with the new CEO would be with his ex-wife because he never thought that the CEO would turn out to be the same woman who he took everything from and also divorced 7 years ago, leaving her with nothing but the choice to roam on the streets of LA. Wilson snickered. "So this means that Lilian had gotten remarried right after our divorce? That slutty bitch couldn't even wait to run into the arms of another man and bear him children. Something she couldn't even do while being married to me." He thought, disgust etched on his face as he glared at her. According to the information he had, it was said that the new CEO was the mother of

If he lost the company because of this mess with Vanessa. "Let me see," I said, taking Alex's phone to read the news articles. The headlines were brutal: "BILLIONAIRE CEO'S WIFE FLEES TO BROTHER'S ARMS" "LOVE TRIANGLE TURNS DEADLY FOR REED INDUSTRIES EXECUTIVE" "VANESSA MARTINEZ: FROM MISTRESS TO MURDER SUSPECT" The articles had everything. Photos of me leaving Alex's house months ago. Pictures of Miguel and me together at the gallery. Details about Vanessa's threats and Sophia's kidnapping. Even quotes from unnamed sources about Alex's "erratic behavior" and "questionable judgment."

I cocked an eyebrow. "Logan, of course! He says you should report to his office as soon as possible." I frowned. What could he possibly want now? "You know, since you are the CEO'S wife now, you should ask your husband to give you a position higher than that bastard's," Vanessa was saying. I snorted. "If I'm going to request for a higher position, it'll be because of my capabilities, and not because I am the CEO'S wife." Vanessa chuckled. "Hmph, you're better than me. That's all I'll say. Speaking of, why didn't you pick up my call last night? You said you were going to give me all the details. I was nearly rabid with need!"

The cold CEO and his scandalous wife. Elena sat alone in her room, scrolling through endless headlines. Every comment, every photo felt like another blade. Then her phone buzzed again—an unknown number. She hesitated, then answered. “Hello?” A woman’s voice whispered through static. “Poor Elena… caught in a game you don’t understand.” “Who is this?” “Someone who knows your husband far better than you ever will.” Her blood ran cold. “Vivienne Roth.” A soft laugh. “You’re learning.”

“Get in the fucking line. There are plenty of people watching me already.” Finally, he turned and left disgruntled. I laughed, “Amateurs.” Caprio moved closer to the bed. “You okay, boss?” I gestured him closer with two fingers. “Find her,” I ordered. Caprio blinked, trying to process the statement. “Who—” “My wife,” I said flatly. “ She walked out of this hospital and disappeared. She thinks this note is the end of the conversation.” His mouth opened slightly in dismay. “You want us to—”

And I'd clung to that compliment like a lifeline ever since. On the screen, Vivian leaned into him and whispered something that caused him to laugh. The reporters loved it. Flash, flash, capturing the perfect family. The CEO and his girls. Vivian's hand pressed against his chest, possessive. The little girl in his arms, adored. Him, at the center of it all, looking happier than I've seen him in months. Maybe years. Maybe ever, with me. My phone was ringing. Clara. I couldn't answer it. I couldn't move. I couldn't do anything but stare at the screen as my husband casually kissed another woman's temple, as if it had been done a thousand times before.

However, when he saw instead of the airline's website that his wife was searching the pages about condoms, their effectiveness, and disadvantages, he thought deeply. If Vanessa knew about the will, then she also knew about the existence of a clause about the heir ... If she had stayed with him, she would surely have somehow manipulated pregnancy ... Fortunately, Theo met Josephine and put a point of connection with Vanessa. All that was left of that woman was a box of condoms that she left in a drawer.

she said "Please, I ask again, what do you want?, is it money?, name your price and I will pay!" I said with all seriousness "I know something that you think no one else knows" she replied "And what's that, stunk brain?" I asked "you are married to the CEO because of his wealth, you are just a gold digger and that's why you hide your identity so well," she said

It was only then, at the bottom of each of the pages she signed, I noticed my signature also. The ground fell out beneath me. When I found Carter, I was going to make him pay for this. How could he do such a thing! He forged my signature, so the documents weren't legal, and seeing how sloppy Stephanie's signature was, I had no doubt she had been forced into signing the document. My heart raced as the implications of our divorce hit me. It only got worse when I saw the date it was issued was the day after she had disappeared from the police station. It now appeared like it was some jealous ex-lover using the police to track down my ex-wife. Worse, as I searched for the reason Carter was able

Each one angled to look more intimate than it was, captions suggesting secret meetings and corporate espionage. "Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck." I scrolled through more articles, each one worse than the last. Anonymous sources claiming I was feeding company secrets to James. Speculation about my marriage being a cover for corporate sabotage. I scrolled down to the comment section. Big mistake. Gold digger caught red handed Poor Alexander Carter. Married a snake She's obviously using him for insider information Sleeping her way to the top like a common whore This is what happens when CEOs marry employees. Nothing but a power grab