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."

wondering about what I just did. I 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

the conference, I felt the need to apologize to her, but I realized

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

later, a knock sounded on the door

"Who's it?"

Sir. I-" her

needed, I thought. But just as I was about to ask her in, the door forcefully went open and Sofia matched in, Cristina hot on her tail.

sorry, sir. I tried to stop her and advised her to book

to have you fired. You dare lay your pathetic hands on me? Who told you I need an appointment to see my husband?" I sighed, rubbing my temples. "Cristina, I apologize

nodded. "Yes, sir.

retreat, Sofia slammed the door shut behind her and faced

I cut her off, trying to

that was

for it," I fired and

Are

me before visiting. Cristina did what any sensible

about? I've visited a couple of times and I never

didn't you notice that? She doesn't know

dawned on her. But it was only fleeting as the defensive look was back on her face. "Still, it doesn't justify the way she treated a pregnant woman. I want her fired. I scoffed. Was she kidding? "On the

but that's never

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

I refused to apologize to some lowlife secretary of yours? Come on,

to say something

stopped in front of

I

apologize to

your secretary.

tiredly. "Alright, why are

coming up, and I'd love to attend

the house to come

offended. "Are you now ashamed of me that you don't want to be seen with me in public? Wait, is it because I'm pregnant with

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

"No, we're

have work to do. I tried thinking of a way to convince

Cristina announced, "Sir, you have a meeting. It's impromptu, and the foreign investors are

the distraction. I turned to Sofia. "You heard her, I have a meeting." Without waiting for a response,

for the door handle and turned to face her. "Go home, Sofia. We'll talk

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