Novel & Cerita The Wife Who Knew Everything

Not even her former boss at Ladder to Paradise knew the real reason behind her decision to leave the place, and Alexa, her closest friend at the place, also knew nothing about what she was doing in Haston City. The two people didn't know about it, and neither did her mother know that she was now the wife of a billionaire. Yes, her mother didn't know the truth all along, but if the media started publicizing the truth on television and the internet, the woman would eventually know that she was just a con artist who was hungry for money.

I know you're out with your friends and all that but darn I miss you woman. I smiled before darting my eyes to another one.. KATHY❤💯🌈: So I was watching this other movie.. I forgot the name.. but that woman who happens to be Cameroon Diaz was dating the most perfect guy ever.. only to discover that he was actually married.. I know insane... So she teams up with the wife and they find out that he is cheating on them too.. yeap it's chaos..but the point is.. the wife reminded me of you.. she was cute, innocent and an idiot.. just like someone I know😏😏😉😂😂.

I continued to bombard him with questions I already got the answers to for the sake of drilling through his head how stupid he’d been. “How in the world did she know about that place?” “I don’t know.” “Why did she bring my wife there?” His jaw clenched. “I don’t know.” “For an educated guy, you don’t seem to know a whole fucking lot. Don’t tell me you don’t know that she’s been fucking someone who works for the mob?”

After she had spoken, the woman quickly turned around and left, not wanting to stay in the room for a second longer in fear of provoking Jared's ire. The woman was in shock when she discovered the truth about Jared being married, hence her inability to keep herself composed, leading her to blurt the question out by accident. Jared had never permitted anyone to discuss the matters of his personal life, not even in private. It had become an unspoken rule, which had seen unanimous understanding among the employees at Johnston Group.

I tell her. She frowns. “What’s up…” “I need Simone Wells. David’s brother wants to hire someone to be his Fiancée until he gets his promotion…" I explain. Her frown deepens. “And you’re sure Simone could, do it?” she asks. “She’s one of the only women we have that could pass as a doctor’s wife…” I remind her. “Rather send in. Quinn Daily.” She says. I bite my lip. Quinn was gorgeous, long blonde locks, sea blue eyes her entire face was made to be a model. The only problem we had with her was that her clients always fell in love with the role she played.

A woman I didn’t even know anything about but would find out everything about before the sun rose on another day. “And an unfaithful wife is a dangerous wife,” she added in a low voice. “A wife who is willing to do whatever it takes to get out of a marriage she is unhappy in. She will trade your secrets with your enemies, find ways to rid herself of you, and then where will you be, master? You will be in danger.”

I was still preoccupied with the revelations that had unfurled since my arrival in this strange town of Brookville. According to my husband, I was Eliana, his beloved wife. That was the truth I had known, the truth that had guided me through my life up until now. But, in a twist of fate, a DNA test result suggested that I was someone entirely different: Athara Swans-Duffins, the wife of my husband's cousin. It was a name I had no recollection of, a life I had no memories of living.

And what played next shattered everything I thought I knew. It was an old video. Fuzzy. Maybe fifteen years ago. A woman—tall, poised, elegant—stood in front of a government building, surrounded by men in black. She was talking to a group of generals, her voice firm, almost icy. “My name is Atty. Celina Cruz,” she said. “And I have the files. If anything happens to me, the truth will go public.” I gasped. That was my mother. The woman who died in a car accident when I was just eleven.

Until she moved the whistleblower early. Until she attacked the image before finance. She remembered. And so did he. But there was one difference. In the first timeline, He killed her because she cornered him. In this one, He would not wait to be cornered. The One Thing She Didn’t Know Her husband stepped closer. “If he remembers…” “Yes.” “Then he knows your next moves.” “Not all of them.” Silence. “What’s different this time?” he asked. She didn’t answer immediately. Then,

She paused. "The journals describe a woman who knew what her husband was doing. Who knew he was committing fraud. Who knew the company he ran was being systematically dismantled while she was kept deliberately off-balance and uninformed. A woman who came to understand this and made a choice — not a passive one, not a victimised one — to respond to it with everything she had." She looked directly at the cameras. "That is what the journals describe. I will not apologise for it." She opened the folder in front of her.