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Wife for Hire

Wisdom Weisz was probably the unluckiest woman in the world. She lost her house and ten-month-old daughter in a fire in a single day. And what’s worse is that on the same day, her husband was making love to her best friend in the latter’s apartment without paying any sort of remorse for her. Weeks after, she was also fired from her job for the viral video that was taken on the time she shamed her ex-husband and ex-best friend in front of many people. Frustrated, she was left jobless and spent her remaining money in a luxury hotel’s bar. With destiny as unpredictable as ever, she met the billionaire in the bar who she already came across at various moments of her life. The man offered her a job and it was called, “Wife for Hire”, meaning she will be his wife without any emotional attachments. Wisdom was skeptical at first when the billionaire showed him the sum of money she will receive weekly. If she accepts, the billionaire will pay her upfront with a hundred dollars in her bank in just a blink of an eye. Wisdom eventually accepts as she deemed this as an opportunity for revenge to her former husband and best friend as the billionaire happened to be her ex-husband’s boss and her ex-best friend's employer. Wisdom Weisz was on cloud nine at first until she realized that her heart was about to fall for him. As a whirlpool of emotions stirred and a web of conflicts weaved, Wisdom will soon find out that this job was not easy as she thought as her heart begins to fall for the man who had employed her to be his hired wife.

Nymeria Yennefer Roisin · 现代言情
分數不夠
41 Chs

Chapter 24

Wisdom’s POV

“DENVER!!!!”

Even myself was shocked by the loudness of my voice.

A text message arrived as soon as I woke up at ten in the morning. It was sent to me from an unknown number. But when I opened it, it was from Dyana Stevens—Denver’s former bed partner who’s proclaimed herself as his ex-girlfriend.

Denver gave me a minute-long scold for interrupting his meeting and for bellowing so loud that his ear drums would explode.

“Your former f*ck buddy, Dyana Stevens, sent me a picture of you and her naked in bed, claiming that you had a warm dance last night. Care to explain me, Mikhail?!”

I addressed him by his second name because that’s what we always do when we’re on outrageous mode. “What? What the freak is she telling you this time?”

I sighed in dismay. “I don’t know. Why don’t you ask your ‘former girlfriend’, as she claimed herself.”