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” “Thank you, Eve patch him through.” “Sure thing." I patched Mr. Schaeffer through to his wife. I love their relationship. He is the CEO and she is the CFO and they do everything together. His office is down the hall at the other end of the building they are directly in the same spot. They do breakfast, lunch, and I'm quite sure they do dinner together. He sends flowers and little sweet messages up and down the hall by the mail people every day. It is something special for them to do.

Their PR department uploaded Eleanor and Michael's wedding picture with the caption, "You Are My Destiny." At the same time, some changes were made to the group's stocks. Michael had 62% of the shares, and he transferred half of them to Eleanor as their marital property. The day that she became his wife, she also became a major shareholder and had the same authority as he did. The high society of Brindley was shocked by how generous Michael was. Those shares were worth hundreds of billions of dollars, and yet he gave them away as if it was nothing, not at all cautious of his new wife.

She's always been the well-reserved type, selfless, sacrificing herself for others. Nathaniel groans hunching down, picking a wood tossing it into the fire then straightened upholding the top edge the concrete wall leaning his head between his outstretched arms. The quite night keep Nathaniel thinking more, with the while household sleeping. Each time Nathaniel tries forgetting and moving on from his wife's death-he finds himself right back to square one. Her death still hurt him mentally and physically. Thou Samantha moving into the house was still helpful-she just doesn't cover all the needs. A little was made.

They saw their little wife confused but what she said made a sudden calmness to spread in their demeanor. She said that she got the T-shirt from her husbands closet that means she mentioned them as her husbands and they didn't about care anything at that time but the words their little wife said for them. She considers them as her husbands but why they are feeling so happy for that. Even their faces were blank but inside their stomach were fluttering. They tried to calm their sudden excitement and concentrated on the screen.

“You don’t want me to go near her because you are jealous, right?” “Yes. I am jealous,” she agreed. “Don’t I have the right to be? It’s my right. I am your wife.” “My wife?!” He sounded amazed. “But Anna, don’t real wives support their husbands? Doesn't a wife believe her man?” “Why is ours different? You don’t support me. You don’t even believe me.” He pointed out. “Wives support and believe their husbands, but only if the man is real and transparent enough,” she lectured him. “Wife and husband share secrets, but Cohen, what do you know about you?”

I never break my rules. Not for money. Not for loyalty. And certainly not for anyone else’s wife. Yet here I was, standing in a room where power whispered from every corner. The polished mahogany tables gleamed under soft chandeliers, men in tailored suits whispered deals, and yet all I could see was her. Selene Hawthorne moved through the crowd like a storm contained within elegance — untouchable, graceful, and utterly oblivious to the chaos she’d already sown inside me.

A week ago, the news broke that I'd filed a lawsuit against my wife of more than 20 years, Hazel Cooper, the woman who had shared my bed and my life for over half my adulthood. From that moment on, I became the neighborhood's favorite villain. Everyone called me the heartless man who had climbed his way to success and abandoned his wife and child without remorse. In their eyes, Hazel was flawless. She'd married me when I was poor and struggling. She never complained, even when life was hard. She cared for my sickly mother until her final days. She raised our son almost entirely on her own and turned him into a top student, the kind every family boasted about.

"Mr. Basham, I don't just have photos of you and your mistress. I also have proof of your little schemes to siphon off company shares. "Given Mrs. Basham's personality, she probably won't forgive you after you've transferred shared marital assets, will she?"

She was so thrilled that she almost jumped out of her skin. "You really put it under my name? Aren't you scared I'll run off with everything one day? Hee-hee!" This woman really knew how to act. I looked at her with fake affection. "You're my wife. Putting it under your name is the best way to make you feel safe." Phoebe got so excited that she leapt up and planted a loud kiss on my face. She could laugh all she wanted now. I just hoped she wouldn't cry too hard when everything fell apart.

- What new partnership do you currently have in mind? I ask the question because I know these men won’t spend days together without coming up with a new project. My husband speaks up: - For those who don’t know, my wife is also my business partner because her judgment is very valuable. She is very gifted in everything she does. Did you know she has multiplied our assets by a hundred legally since she has been by my side? - What? - How? - My wife is a gifted one; she invests our assets in the stock market, but also buys bankrupt companies which she then revives using methods that only she possesses.