The Billionaire's Mistake

Chapter 300: Behind a great man

Donald stood uncomfortably at the gala, awkwardly sipping a glass of champagne as dignitaries and influential figures mingled around him. He had never been one for these stuffy social events, preferring to keep his head down and focus on his work.

But tonight was important; Jason Grey was here. He had hoped to have a conversation with him but Jason seemed hostile towards him.

As a cluster of ambassadors and executives approached him, Donald straightened his tie and tried his best to look engaged. One portly diplomat extended his hand.

"Ah, Donald! An honor to meet you. We've all heard so much about the incredible work you and your wife Elena have been doing."

Donald's smile froze on his face as the man continued effusively.

"Elena is simply brilliant from what I understand. The way she has been handling negotiations and brokering those international deals behind the scenes...remarkable woman. You are a lucky man."

A murmur of agreement rippled through the group as they lavished praise on Elena.

Donald could only nod dumbly, his stomach tying itself in knots.

Of course none of these people knew that he and Elena had divorced a while ago after her relentless focus on work tore their marriage apart.

But clearly, based on their comments, Elena had been much more involved in the company's dealings than Donald realized.

He had never once given her a glance or time of the day. He had only brought her out to these events because she begged and insisted to go. Finding out that she had been paving way for him made him uncomfortable.

He had no idea she was the one strategically greasing the wheels to help push his projects forward.

A flush of shame crept up Donald's neck as he absorbed the extent to which he had been obliviously taking credit for Elena's behind-the-scenes dealings this entire time.

No. He never asked her to do this. She had done this on her own. He had no reason to feel uncomfortable. But he still did.

"Yes...my wife is, uh, quite remarkable," Donald managed to choke out, barely registering the woman next to him who was his date for the event, while Melanie still in the hospital

of dignitaries finally dispersed, Donald felt a presence looming

great Donald

to see Bruce sneering at

Donald sighed, lacking the energy to endure whatever mind

and if he was not from the

Bruce said with a cruel smile. "Sounds like your beloved Elena was the real brains behind this whole operation. Without her

Just thank your lucky stars she stuck by your clueless self for as

fists clenched, but before he could retort, Bruce had already slithered off into the crowd, leaving him seething. He scanned the gala, trying to locate Elena's familiar face. There she was, across the marbled floor, engaged in what seemed to be a very cozy conversation with none other than Bruce

and primal flared within Donald's chest as he watched them laugh together. He waved off his bewildered date

a harsh tone

coolly as Bruce

sure it can wait until later, Donald. This

place for you to be behaving in such an inappropriate way," Donald growled, nodding towards the smirking Bruce. "My God, Elena, do

hushed mutters rippled outwards.

dare you," Elena hissed,

fury. "My personal life is none of your

even if I

as

that

choice

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do with

why are you attacking Melanie

scoffed, letting out a small

are you so obsessed with me? Why do you keep feeling I am the one obsessed and won't let

the internet is obsessed with Melanie right now. You ere the only one who hates her enough,"

ahead to brag over and over again. If I wanted to deal with her, I would not have waited till now," she sneered. "Sending it to you? What do you

got all those photos and videos?" she asked