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."

swiveling chair, my mind wandering. Why was I doing this? Arielle and I are divorced, I shouldn't be concerned about her life

a few days back at the conference, I felt the need to apologize

I just wanted to be sure

sounded on the door amidst

"Who's it?"

her

I was about to ask her in, the door forcefully went open and Sofia matched in, Cristina hot on her

and advised her to book an appointment, but

turned to Cristina, her eyes blazing hot as coal. "That still hasn't changed. I'm still going to have you fired. You dare lay your pathetic hands on me? Who told you I need an appointment to see my

nodded. "Yes, sir.

Cristina made a hasty retreat, Sofia slammed the door shut behind her and

I cut her

me, that was what that was about,"

asked for it," I fired

for it? Are

called me before visiting. Cristina did what any sensible secretary would

before I see you? What are you talking about? I've visited a couple of times and I

that? She doesn't know you, unlike the previous

was back on her face. "Still, it doesn't justify the way she treated a pregnant woman. I want her fired. I

I'm sorry, but

then. I have work to return to," I said, looking back to

some lowlife secretary of yours? Come on,

to

on her face. She stopped in front of me and placed a hand on my shoulder know you're

I

only apologize to you, but

your secretary.

exhaled tiredly. "Alright, why

charity event coming up, and I'd love to attend and donate too. Also, I need new outfits and accessories

house to come here, create a scene, humiliate my secretary,

"Are you now ashamed of me that you don't want to be seen with me in

Sofia. Let's talk later at home. I need to return

"No, we're going to talk here

by her persistence. I don't need this distraction. I have work to do. I tried

and Cristina announced, "Sir, you have a meeting. It's impromptu,

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

face her. "Go home, Sofia. We'll talk when

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