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Fiery Passion: The Guilty Wife Of The CEO

Chapter 7 Go To Drink With His Client

Word Count: 1292    |    Released on: 23/08/2023

you wish! Anyway, you are now a Bailey, and your marriage didn't benefi

at are you waiting for? Agree! Do you still

..

altered

all, his own fl

imagine causing ha

erable existence alongside you. Can you bear to witness us beg on the streets, reduced to wandering beggars?" Mindy so

"Alright, alright, I agree to sever

icture, her biological father seemed to ha

smug smile at

ly's assets would belong to Lorna, l

e words, Marian swiftly exit

o be away fro

, yet an inexplicable chill grippe

r arms, seeking

forsaken from

rced, her mother rel

ed, focusing on his new wife and

indness, had sacrificed himself t

l had been her sol

as family and her

the mastermind behind the car acci

rrived at the

she made her way t

till in a meeting. Please wai

" Marian

a, she nervously c

e approach be

en consider

d resentment over Neal's death, and he held a deep-rooted anim

he could leverage his influence to uncover the trut

r that she lacked the credibility

clack,

ched, and soon,

romptly

ing an air of arrogance and indiffe

ou. You can punish me in any way you see fit. It's unrelated to the Cha

hand slipping into his pocket. He remarked,

h to repay my paren

ed after marrying me, yet they never contemplated

er assisting them this time, I'll sever ties with the C

had aband

had suggested, s

w, Rogelio inquir

y for whatever

family?" Rogelio questioned. "The Chapman famil

would make the Chapman family

it would be far more challenging fo

away from you, ever," Marian state

d onto the sofa, crossing his legs. "It's

ence, Marian clenched her teeth a

tter strictly between you and me. You have e

wn elegantly, ign

exhaled, directing the smoke

as the smoke invaded he

ecoil, allowing the

, "You don't kno

n't," she

cigarette and co

hesitation, Mar

so what difference did it make

k a deep drag, and ended

r struggle, R

rink?" he

ng briefly, Marian added, "If you

ink. Quite the innocent w

scrutinizing her f

y her bright, watery eyes. Her appearance invoked a

y, yet so

Rogelio commented. "I know someo

ired, "Rogelio, what

nding to se

someone for a drink. If you cater to my client's

ng her to b

she endu

, surrounded by men who would undo

ch word, disbelief in her voice. "And yet you'r

, asserting, "You're not worthy o

t his gaz

inscrutable eyes that h

ian took a deep breath an

owed, and a smile p

t she was, the more

ss and escorted Marian to the ho

t of honor was res

clients, said, "I see you brought a fema

"A gathering of men can be dull. I'

tion immediately. They glanced

doubtedly appealing. Her fine and te

or? Pour the wine," Rog

hing the spectacle of her humiliation. He drew immense

e was take

"Of course. Tonight, I'll ensure the s

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Fiery Passion: The Guilty Wife Of The CEO
Fiery Passion: The Guilty Wife Of The CEO
“On their wedding night, Rogelio wrapped his fingers around Marian's neck and spat at her, "Congratulations! From now on, you live in hell!" The reason for his wrath was that he believed she was responsible for the death of his elder brother. So, he married her but refused to touch her, determined to make her suffer for the rest of her pitiful life! However, due to an unforeseen accident, Marian was forced to sleep with Rogelio in order to save him, and she ended up getting pregnant. Concealing her pregnancy, Marian lived cautiously under Rogelio's watchful eyes. He hated her and relentlessly humiliated her, yet he would never allow anyone else to lay a finger on her- "Mr. Bailey, your wife got into a fight with someone!" Rogelio secretly took action, eliminating that person completely. "Sir, your wife claimed that all of your family's wealth belongs to her!" Rogelio quietly transferred all the shares to her. Unaware of all this, Marian only wanted to escape, but Rogelio pulled her into his warm embrace, whispering, "Mrs. Bailey, where do you intend to go with our unborn child?"”