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

Tables turn.

(SOFIA'S POV)

I froze, shock flooding my entire system like ice water. My eyes widened and I feared they would fall out of their sockets, and my breath paused in my heart, making it hard to breathe properly.

The scene felt eerily familiar; by this time, the power dynamics seemed to have changed drastically. More like the tables had turned.

Rebecca suddenly broke into my thoughts, her voice filled with mockery. "This is our boss, and owner of this place, Arielle Meyers. You can talk to her and I'm sure she will tend to you."

My shock doubled as I looked from Rebecca to Arielle. Boss? How come? The last time I checked, Arielle was a mere head chef. When did she grow to the point of owning a restaurant as large as this one? No, this had to be a joke targeted to mess with my head, and I won't let it.

"You pathetic liar," I growled.

The smirk on Arielle's face grew even wider, as she turned to Jared. "What do you think, Mr Smith?"

I used that brief moment to take in her looks, and my heart tightened even more. This Arielle was different, and she screamed of an aura that I found intimidating. With shoulder-length hair, a well-trimmed body in that charcoal-colored two-piece skirt suit, mild makeup, a cologne that wafted to my nose screaming "power," and a face that exuded authority and the "don't fuck with me vibes," I knew this she was a hard nut to crack now.

Even more surprising, I felt intimidated before her. Her looks and charisma, and I inwardly compared us both, realizing I was no match for this boss lady in front of me.

Jared seemed embarrassed and furious at the same time, as he cleared his throat and faced me. I looked up at him expectantly, expecting him to defend me and take my sides as he had always done in the past. Surely, he can't be swayed by this new Arielle. "Sofia, we need to talk," he began.

"Talk?" I asked, a major part of my confidence returning. "I don't think I want to talk right now. First of all, I want the manager of this place called and I want these two urchins fired," I pointed to Rebecca and the waiter.

"Secondly, I want to know why you're with this loser," I said the last words, casting Arielle the most condescending look I could muster.

Jared's eyes hardened, and he pinned me with a stern gaze. "You will not address her in that manner again, Sofia."

I thought. What is going on here? Did Jared just speak to me in such a manner in

me short, dropping another

for a while now. You and I are

what do you

deal with your

and panic washed over me as I looked between him and Arielle, desperate for something to hold onto. But there was none, I was

be serious," I stammered, as those were the only words I could

am," Jared

to

situation, her expression indifferent as

blacklisted from every reset

Make sure

in a tone that

nodded, a smile crossing her features like she had praying for the order all along.

like tons of brimstones, while I tried to force myself to accept that she was truly the Boss around here. Just then,

safely said, "I'll

badly wanted the ground to open up and swallow me, as I

left with the man. As she walked away, I kept staring at her figure until she was out of sight. This was just too

timid Arielle? This was a

recovered a little from the shock. We were

can't do this,

I asked, desperately wanting to

with Arielle, wanted to prove a point to her, and

I said, Sofia," he responded, his