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I'm The Fake Wife Of Mr, CEO
Billionaires "Carizza, are you okay? ” Kisha asked me.
"Wherever? ” I asked back.
"There's a lot of trouble outside, there's a couple who want to buy a girl and the boss doesn't agree," answered Kisha, which surprised me.
VWFS which means virgin wife for sale. the business is legal and it's operating all over the world, it's not a forced sale the both sides are agreed to the terms and conditions.
I nodded and we entered the group together.
how much you will pay are specific time values, he is not a lifetime wife if that does not depend on the flow of money you give to the company. The safety is strict too.
"I heard that woman tripled her price just to buy one of us"
"Why doesn't the boss want to agree, it's obvious to burden that customer" muttered the other women.
Take care of our body, from head to chin. There are also trainings on what to do as a wife. the only rule not to be violated is that sex between the buyers and the product is prohibited. You're safety first.
"I'm really sorry, but the purchase from Carizza is really limited. And she got the highest value among the girls. we don't just sell him without the screening" I was shocked to hear my name.
"Te, it looks like you are the woman's bet" Kisha teased me. I seriously watch them in front.
I am Carizza Laurise Somorostro, also known as the highest paid wife. The limited edition woman. I'm the only one who has very few buyers, but when I do, it's a lot of money. I am skilled with everything and my ratings are high. My time value is 6 months from my original price which is 5.6 million and he already has benefits depends on the customers demand and request.
They looked at me when they noticed my presence. Lawrence and I met eyes, I know why he didn't want me to sell right now.
All the girls look at me with a question face.
A sophisticated woman who had just been debating with our boss about buying me made a habit of looking at me. i am shocked, all buyers here it's either men or couples.
She walked towards me, held my arms and pressed them gently as if I was something she really wanted. I smiled at his smile. I lived anonymously, I was able to live alone.
"My dear, can I buy you? promise you won't regret your decision, I can pay, name the amount. I also promise your safety. I'll hire bodyguards and buy all you want just let me buy you" he pleaded.
Lawrence approached us and pulled me behind him.
Lawrence Reyno, VWFS owner.
"Ma'am we can't really consider what you want. Carizza's service is limited time only. ” he reminded the woman who was now depressed and looked really desperate for what she wanted.
She walks closer and presents her card.
"Maybe this will help the situation? ” she calmly asked, Sir Lawrence accepted the card and his jaw almost dropped in shock.
“L-Lanzaderas?” he called and my colleagues gasped at the same time. Fear, panic, and restlessness. What's happening?
"I'm Georgianna Lanzaderas, the wife of Yhulo Lanzaderas. I'll ask you again, Mr. Lawrence. Can I get this beautiful maiden right here? ” he asked seriously and gave me a look. Sir Lawrence swallowed and nodded without hesitation.
"Y-yes miss, Kisha please prepare the contract" Sir Lawrence ordered in a panic that Kisha was also panicking. all of them you can't paint the faces.
The woman approached me. I don't know what kind of people they are and why my colleagues can act like this. I'm just curious, why would a husband want to buy a woman to be someone's wife?
"My dear Carizza, do you accept my offer to buy you? ” asked Mrs. Lanzaderas.
I felt Kisha approaching me and motioned for me to say yes. And so did others. I looked behind them and looked at Sir Lawrence who also nodded.
"Yes, Mrs. Lanzaderas. I'll do my service for six months" I announced with a smile that they immediately shook their heads.
"No darling, its a lifetime service. You'll be the wife of my husband, Yhulo Lanzaderas" my eyes widened and my mouth fell open.
WHAT??? did she just say that i'll take her place and be the WIFE OF HER OWN HUSBAND? What is she thinking? Does his wife know this? She's Wearing A Red Dress
Billionaires The cold breeze hit my face, I kept looking into the distance while puffing on the cigarette I was holding. I was sitting in the rooftop, I inhaled heavily before closing my eyes.
"I should bring alcohol, what a waste of time if I go down here right now." I whisper to myself.
the sun is going down, its like telling me that the day is ending here. But no, this is not the end of the day. I sighed again and again, inhaling the smoke.
"That's bad in your health, you know." I tsk before looking at my back.
"And that's not your business, leave me alone Fairon."
"C'mon, mom has been looking for you for a while now." I heard him sigh.
"I know, just.. just leave me alone, I need to finish this before I go down," I continued to puff my cigarettes and look away.
"You still brat, okay fine. Just please wash your mouth before going down." I didn't answer him. I heard his footsteps walking away.
Few minutes past and I'm done what I'm doing. I left where I was and started walking away.
It's not that far, there is also an elevator connected to the rooftop so I quickly reached the bottom of the hotel.
I caught up with my family sitting together in the living area of the hotel. If I were someone else, I might mistake them for members of the dead people.
It's not just a joke
their social look, they look perfect, you'd almost think they couldn't break a plate, they're even better than royalty if they act, very modest.
I walked into them, as what I though they were looking at me weirdly like if I'm a ghost.
"Look at you REIN." the emphasis on my name is really well known here.
I look at myself from toe to head, I'm not kidding I literally look at myself just what this old woman told me.
"Is there anything wrong?"
"C'mon you smoke again rein? jusko iha smell that smell," I simply smelled my breath and it smelled okay fine.
I heard a sigh and I looked at my brother looking at me. Shaking his head, he turned and left.
I shrug my shoulder and sit beside my cousin. he looked at me weirdly, and i ignored his stare.
"You smell cigarettes," he whispered to me.
I frown and look at him, "of course I do, tsk."
"What a shame, pfft."
I simply stepped on his foot, I felt him look at me so I ignored it.
"Rein, can you stop doing that?" I looked at my dad when he said that.
"What?"
"Oh my gosh, sister! Aren't you ashamed my gosh look at yourself!"
It's a real animal.
"And what for??" I said to her, she smiled sweetly at that.
"Bruh, you always wearing that dress, then you still smoke like yuckk!" Oa it said.
Other people looked at it so I just sighed.
This witch's head is so good, her brain will come out when I bump it!!
"Why do you care about that? Hmm?" I calmly said to her.
I saw her make a face after she heard what I said.
"B-because I'm your sister hahaha, I do take care of you sisss!" Oh, this is crazy, we're not close when you're a shet!
Ahem!
I laugh sarcastically, the way people look at me makes me happy. Why? Nothing.
"For your information, I'm not your sister, Ena. I'm not part of your family, I hope you understand that." I said before standing up.
I look lastly and my whole family, they're looking at me with mixed emotions in their eyes. I don't blame them. What a shame..
"W-what?"
"Flag."
"Hey!"
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He wasn't at a board meeting. He was gently peeling an apple, playing the loving father to his widowed mistress's daughter.
When my pale, sick daughter called out for him, he instinctively stepped back in disgust.
I later discovered the mistress had bribed the hospital to swap the registry numbers, stealing my daughter's marrow for her own child.
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He threatened to freeze my accounts, assuming I would be starving on the streets and begging to come back.
His family and the mistress publicly mocked my background, waiting for me to be utterly humiliated.
They thought I was just a useless, penniless housewife who relied entirely on his last name to survive.
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Then, a bank notification popped up on my phone. Barrett had forged my digital signature and transferred our entire $50 million joint trust fund to a woman named Crista Reid.
When I called his boardroom to confront him, he humiliated me in front of a dozen Wall Street executives.
"Stop acting like a hysterical housewife. You're living in a penthouse I pay for, so don't embarrass yourself."
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He thought I was just a discarded peasant he could manipulate, cheat on, and replace. He truly believed he held absolute power over my life.
He had no idea that I still possessed the highest security clearance of the Montgomery empire.
I pulled an old BlackBerry from a hidden wall compartment, plugged it in, and dialed my family's lawyer.
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I came back with a marriage certificate bearing a stranger's name, a ring worth more than my parents' love ever was, and a son whose father I've never seen, never known, never remembered.
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And when it finally comes out, it won't just destroy a marriage, it will burn an empire to the ground.
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