The Ceos Secret Wife Novels & Stories

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.

Emily knew that, after all she had been part of the family for more than three years. He picked up the telephone and dialled his vice president's number, “Have someone clear out Ms. Stephen's entire space. Throw out everything or better still, burn them. I don't want to see anything about her. And after that, I'll need a new secretary, preferably one who would take her job seriously. Have I made myself clear?” He screamed at his aide, Joseph. “But, sir… “ “Don't you dare, don't you dare try to defend her. When she comes back from wherever she is, she can speak for herself. “

the secretary led her to the waiting area and brought her a cup of instant coffee. Scarlett sat on the sofa in the waiting area, flipping through a magazine out of boredom. She could faintly hear the two secretaries at the reception desk gossiping in low voices. One said, "Isn't the CEO's wife too young? I looked it up online; she seems to be born in '98, almost ten years younger than our CEO." The other lowered her voice, "Wasn't there a rumor about his illegitimate child recently? Our CEO's wife rose to power with her son; seems like having a baby is also a talent."

They've been gossiping about their CEO ever since they returned from their morning brief, which I couldn't attend, because Brianna wanted me to finish something for her. "I wonder who his wife is, though. He looks happy now. Unlike the usual scowl that's always on his face. I'm so curious." "It must be someone better than Brianna, no wonder she has been acting crazy," Mona says as I pick up my phone. "The fact that they even got married in secret is admirable. I really don't know how Brianna is coping," the other lady says, and they both snicker. I furrow my brows, wondering if Brianna had something with the CEO before his marriage.

“Can I see you for a moment?” His tone was calm. Too calm. I nodded and followed him from the room, down the hall. He closed the door behind us when we reached his office. “What’s going on?” I asked. He turned his laptop around. On the screen was a news article, bold headline flashing at the top: “Warner Industries CEO’s Secret Husband? The Contract Marriage Everyone’s Talking About.” My stomach dropped. From screenshots to photos of us at the award ceremony, there were a dozen different captions that could have turned my face bright red.

They’d started digging deeper. One paparazzo claimed he’d found someone who had actually seen the real CEO’s wife—and that woman was not the one in the photo. According to this "insider," the CEO and his wife were already getting a divorce. The article painted the story like a tragic romance—how the woman in the photo was his long-lost first love, separated by circumstances, now finally reunited.

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 thought of people discovering that she was the wife of the company's president left her feeling unprepared and vulnerable. “Could it be Celes?” another woman speculated. “She wore one of Ulrick Jewels' masterpieces and there are rumors that she and the president are a couple. Maybe we just don't know that they've already gotten married. Isn't it common for public figures to marry in secret?” she continued. Abigail remained rooted to her spot, unable to move, as the conversation progressed.

I left it that way. "You know Celeste Kingston?" one woman was saying to another, her voice carrying across the room. "She's always going on about how her husband is Xenois, the billionaire CEO. If that isn't him over there..." "Please," another woman scoffed. "Celeste has been making up stories about her absent husband for years. I've never seen him at a single event, and remember that time someone called during the Christmas concert? He hung up on her without even listening to what she was saying."