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"The assistant?" Coco Hale flinched and retreated, prompting Max to step between us. He stated, "Suri, it was just a harmless joke. Why are you making such a big deal out of this? Stop being so petty." Max added threateningly, "Think about how it would look if this made the news: 'CEO's Wife Assaulted An Employee'." I retorted, "Oh, you're worried about bad press? I wonder what would make a better headline—me pushing an employee, or a CEO offering to help his assistant assault his own wife?"

"What? But our CEO is forty years old. How can he marry a woman half his age?" '40? He looks much younger though.' "Wait, he is forty years old? I thought he was a young and handsome boss." "You don't know? Let me tell you this. Our President or CEo, Mr. Weston is an ugly duckling, he has an average height, they say he is really stupid and on top of that he is blind. We never get to see him but according to the trusted source, he has been married twice. He is such a cold-hearted man that... Are you ready to hear this?"

When he shouted, everyone in the room jumped. "What will your wife say when she sees you defending your ex so fiercely?" Luna spat before disappearing. When the woman was gone, the CEO turned toward Sara. "It’s your first day and you’re already causing trouble. Looks like you haven’t changed." Sara held back the urge to slap him. "I’m here because I was forced. You—" "It doesn’t matter," he interrupted. "They’re already waiting for you in the boardroom. And don’t pay attention to my sisters—you know they’re witches."

"Excuse me Mr. Billionaire, you rich men think money is everything. Maybe you are right but since you need to purchase a wife, there are as well a lot of women out there waiting to jump at an opportunity like this. Why not look in that direction? Besides, I can't sell one year of my life, and what is the assurance that you won't take advantage of me?" She couldn't figure out what triggered her outburst and instantly regretted it when Sylvester stood up from his chair. He ambled close to her and lowered his head, a few inches interval between them. Monica could only reach his chest as he hovered over her with his height, making sure that no one except Monica could hear his words. "Trust me, t

another reporter asked. “My wife is a very private person and I respect her privacy,” he answered, hearing the word my wife from his mouth, feels weird. “What do you think about her handling business?” Another asked again “I think you're underestimating Ms. Ivery's business acumen,” Franco said, trying to deflect the question. “She is a shrewd businesswoman, and I'm sure she saw the advantages of our union.” He was trying to keep things vague, but he could see that the reporters were getting suspicious. He needed to change the subject. “I think we should move on to other questions now,” he said, gesturing to another reporter in the crowd.

His chiseled chest and deeply carved abs get my attention but I steal my gaze, looking anywhere but at him. “Don't you have shame that you come out anytime in your glory?" I mutter, walking to the vanity and doing some makeup. "Or every time you forget that now you have a wife, too?" "My memory is quite fine, I doubt yours. You should get acquainted with it." Nonsense! "And as you said, now you're my wife. I can come anytime half naked in front of you and if you have any problem, then you can shut your eyes. Who's stopping you?"

"I'm sure Fabian would be great at cheating. His standards and quality are too high—that's the difference between me and you." "I chose someone to be my husband with high quality and perfect to use, like Fabian Martinez. I just wonder what quality your second-hand husband that you stole has. As far as I know, in his several years in the industry, he hasn't won a single award. A little more and I'll think he's just an extra in his movie projects, or the audience doesn't like him since none of his movies became popular." With that insult, she suddenly grabbed her hair. "How dare you brag! Who are you to say that about Victor! Monster!"

"My wife, Alisha, owns the Xiul company." Everyone was surprised that Alisha was Mr. Xiul. "That's not true!" his mother objected. Her son seemed to create any excuse to stay with the young woman. "You're lying!" Thompson shouted, even if his mind was boggled, it's hard to take in that young woman, she's so powerful. It's not true. They must know it's a lie. The executives applauded the couple. Some were so envious to know that two such powerful leaders were married.

Thus, the couple walked around like regular employees, and Zora never exercised any authority beyond that of an assistant manager. She reported to a superior but not directly to the CEO. Now that this had happened, they felt that their CEO would be very happy since there was also a new partnership. Henshaw Ventures was going to partner with them, and the first daughter of the Henshaw family had earlier declared that she was the CEO’s fiancée. No one knew how true it was since the CEO had not yet arrived at the office. All their concerns were directed to his secretary, Madison Gold. She even carried more authority than the CEO’s late wife.

As she recalled, they had a meeting with Grayson Fashion Company today; the biggest fashion enterprise in the country with several branches in every major city, donning celeb looks like Michelle Fraysier, Alec Benjamin, and more. The CEO of the company was rumored to be a hidden billionaire. Honestly, nobody knew his exact net worth or anything real about him, but rumors described him as cold, ruthless, and tyrannical with ties to the underground world. David, Brenda’s boss had mentioned that the infamous CEO of Grayson Enterprise was sending a representative to attend the meeting on his behalf. However, as she opened her phone and scrolled through the texts and notifications, she froze in s