Mr billionaire's regret chasing his irresistible wife by Gabby Emmanuel

Chapter 71

He wished she could be less demanding.

(JARED'S POV)

I scribbled my signature on the last document, relieved that I had finally tended to the last of the paperwork stacked on my table for weeks. Just as I was about to put the papers away, a knock sounded on the door.

"Who is it?" I called out.

"It's Cristina, sir," my secretary replied.

"Come in."

Cristina entered, looking a little flustered. "Apologies for disturbing your work, sir, but I'm having some trouble accessing the company's database."

I nodded in understanding. Cristina is new, barely two days at the company. My previous secretary had resigned as she was relocating abroad with her fiance.

"Take a seat, and let me show you," I motioned to the vacant chair.

Patiently, I showed her how to navigate the database. And a few minutes later, she had gotten a hang of it.

"Thank you, sir," she said, rising to her feet. "I really appreciate your patience."

"You're welcome."

As she turned to leave, I called out, "Cristina?"

"Yes, sir?"

"Are you active on social media? You know, F******k, I*******m?" I asked, trying to sound as casual as possible.

She nodded. "Yes, sir."

"Alright, I need a little favor to ask."

"What is it, sir? I'd be willing to help."

"I want you to help me check out someone on both F******k and I*******m."

Cristina's expression narrowed slightly. "Sure, can I get a name?"

I paused, hesitating. What was I thinking? Am I really doing this? But I said the name anyway. "Arielle Smith, but you can check Arielle Meyers too," I added, just in case she had changed her surname to her father's. "I'll check it out."

"It's nothing serious, I just want to know what the person has been up to lately," I added.

"Alright, sir."

reclined back on the swiveling chair, my mind wandering. Why was I doing this? Arielle and I are divorced, I shouldn't be concerned about

her a few days back at the conference, I felt the need to apologize to her, but I realized she had blocked all my numbers and blocked me on all social media

her life, I just wanted to be sure she was doing fine,

on the door amidst

"Who's it?"

her voice

into my heart. She was back with the information I needed, I thought. But just as I was about to ask her in, the door forcefully went open and Sofia matched in, Cristina

"I'm sorry, sir. I tried to stop her and advised her to book an appointment, but she wouldn't listen. Instead, she kept yelling she was your wife

fired. You dare lay your pathetic hands on me? Who told you I

"Yes, sir.

made a hasty retreat, Sofia slammed the door

I cut her off, trying to rein my

was what that was

for it," I fired and

for it? Are you being serious,

what any sensible secretary would do. You do not

before I see you? What are you talking about? I've visited a couple of times and I never faced this

didn't you notice that? She

only fleeting as the defensive look was back on her face. "Still, it doesn't justify the way she treated a pregnant woman. I

apology? I'm sorry, but that's

see yourself out then. I have work to return to,"

to apologize to some lowlife secretary of

to

She stopped in front

I

to you,

your secretary.

exhaled tiredly. "Alright, why are

and I'd

at the same time. "So you left the house to come here,

don't want to be seen with

my hands. "That's enough, Sofia. Let's talk later

budge. "No, we're going to

I have work to do. I tried thinking

a knock sounded on the door, and Cristina announced, "Sir, you have a meeting. It's impromptu,

a

turned to face her. "Go home, Sofia.

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