Goodbye Cheater Hello CEO’s Wife by Payne Walter

Chapter 9

The pink dress Wonne wore that hugged her curves and highlighted her complexion was from Burberry’s new summer collection. She paired it with a pair of four–inch, custom–made silver heels, while her necklace and bracelet were treasured jewelry left behind by Isabella’s mother. Every detail of her outfit was impeccable.

She looked affectionately at Clayton, her voice gentle and melodious. “Since Isabella could win him over with these words, I’m sure I can too. He must like such bold ways of proposal, she mused.

Though Yvonne had no inheritance, she had a doting father, Nathan. “Outsiders are oblivious to the family politics within Sorenson Multimedia, No matter how arrogant Isabella is, she remains powerless. The future of Sorenson Multimedia will eventually fall into my hands,

hers!” she ruminated. In addition, she figured her looks were just as immaculate as Isabella’s when she was all dolled up.

not

Johnny reflexively rubbed his arm to ease the goosebumps that prickled his skin, thinking, ‘Is this woman deranged? Either that, or she’s got balls of steel!”

As the fountain pen in his hand snapped into halves, Clayton growled with cold eyes, “Weston!” Johnny winced, knowing it was a limited- edition Parker pen.

Clayton’s abrupt outburst startled the trio.

Weston, who was standing guard outside, burst through the door. “Yes, Mr. Murray!”

“Get them out of here! Verify visitors before bringing them up next time. No one is allowed to use Isabella’s name to see me except herself!” Clayton thundered, his aura turning frigid.

Before Weston could react, Johnny turned sharply to Nathan and Yvonne. “Please leave!”

Nathan was inwardly taken aback, realizing Clayton was indeed as terrifying as rumored.

Yvonne, on the other hand, was bewildered, caught off guard by Clayton’s unexpected anger. It gave her a shock, but she also wondered what went wrong. “That was clearly what Isabella said that day, no? I merely tweaked it a little to introduce myself. There was not a single lie, she reflected.

Flustered, she tried explaining, “Wait, Mr. Murray, hear me out! I’m genuinely Sorenson Multimedia’s heiress. I-”

hustled her and her father none

slammed shut, Clayton’s icy voice reverberated. “Nothing but a try–hard copycat!”

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her out when she spoke the same words. “How can this be? It must be Isabella’s fault! Or else, why

summon

ramrod straight in the office in silence, not daring to question their boss‘ orders or move a muscle.

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shareholders‘ meeting scheduled for today. “Mr. Murray, your grandpa is already on his way here. Shall I arrange for you to have lunch with him at The Loft

I asked you to do done right away. You have one day.”

Isabella’s names on a piece of paper.

at

even the usually cheeky Kayson was subdued,

boldness, Weston dared not ask Clayton who Isabella was but secretly

It had been years since he lost his cool like that. His assistants couldn’t even remember the last time

clearly said she’d give him three days to mull over her proposal. With the shareholders‘ meeting taking place today, he had intended

dial a number, but no one answered

knocking on the door, “your grandpa’s in the

girl. You’re the eldest daughter of the Sorenson family, the princess I had to look up to, and the motivation behind my years of hard work. Just when I can finally provide

Ingram residence early in

maid bring out coffee, fruit, and pastries for

aren’t home yet, still running errands. Here, help yourselves to some refreshments while

that Nathan and Winona would give them a hard time today.

yourself, Winona,” Lorelai said politely. “Sit and