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Secretly A Billionaire: His Ex Wife Regret
By: Aya Starr Updated just nowUrban/Realistic
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Cassio was married to the daughter of a powerful family and to his wife and her arrogant relatives, he was nothing more than a simple, muscle-bound fool. They wasted no time humiliating him and framed him. They still don't know his true identity, and they will soon discover that the very person they dismissed is the one who can save their empire - if he chooses.
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Secretly A Billionaire: His Ex Wife Regret Six
Cassio leaned back in his chair calmly and waited for Vittoria to return. The low hum of the office was cut by the unmistakable clack of high heels and boisterous laughter. Cassio rose and turned to his left to find Milena flanked by Bruno strode into the office. Her smug expression contorted sour as she scanned the room, undeniably unimpressed.Tommaso, ever eager to stir trouble, smirked at their arrival. “Well, well, look who decided to show up. The happy couple?” he sneered.Milena tossed her hair over her shoulder. “Save it. I’m not here for pleasantries.” She raised her voice, addressing the room. “I want everyone to know I’ve divorced this fraud.” She marched over to Cassio’s desk and slammed a document down in front of him. “Here’s proof!”The room fell silent; all eyes were on the divorce certificate. Cassio barely looked at it before he started gathering his things.Tommaso immediately seized the opportunity and smiled back with malice. "Divorced, eh? Guess she figured out t
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The air was cold in that office after the sharp reprimand by Vittoria Lombardi. Workers looked furtively at one another seemingly not knowing what to say or do next, while Cassio calmly and unhurriedly approached the door leading out."Mr. Moretti," called Vittoria after him-authoritative voice drowning the murmurs-"I would like to speak with you privately in my office."Cassio hesitated a second before nodding. Of course, Ms. Lombardi.He followed her down the sleek hall to the big corner office. The room, much like its occupant, was in glass from floor to ceiling-framing a view of the city skyline-minimalistic decor screaming power and sophistication. Vittoria waved him to take a seat and he did as directed."Would you like some coffee?" she offered much more relaxed now."No, thank you," said Cassio politely.Vittoria leaned back in her chair, folding her hands on the polished desk. “I’m going to get straight to the point, Mr. Moretti. Your departure would be a significant loss to
Secretly A Billionaire: His Ex Wife Regret Four
Cassio's and Silvia's SUV disappeared down the tortuous road, leaving Milena and Bruno eating its dust of humiliation. Milena wiped the last of her tears and turned to Bruno, who was kicking the crushed remains of his car in frustration."Don't let it get to you," Bruno grumbled, throwing his arms in the air. "That whole charade back there was obviously staged. Who drives a '€10 million SUV' around and wastes their time with us? It's a bluff. A pathetic one."Milena hesitated but nodded slowly. “You’re right. It has to be. Cassio must’ve done this to make me regret leaving him.” She straightened her posture, forcing a smile. “But it won’t work. He’s probably drowning in debt, and that flashy woman—what’s her name? Silvia?—was probably hired to play along.”Bruno smirked. “Exactly. They’re desperate, trying to act high and mighty to fool us. But you’re smarter than that, babe.”She clung to the words as relief settled in. "Yeah, I'm smarter than that. Now we really can start building o
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The shock in Bruno's face gave way to near fascination as Silvia stepped toward him. That confident stride, the sharp features, and those piercing blue eyes had him entranced. He puffed out his chest and ran his palms against his pant legs in a weak attempt at composed behavior."Well, well," he began smoothly. "I don't know who you are, but you've got quite the .fiery personality.".Silvia was about as subtle as it gets. "Flattery isn't going to fix that mangled excuse of a car you're driving." She gave him a disapproving once-over. "And no amount of money could fix that face."Bruno's smirk was gone. "Watch your mouth, lady!" he snapped. Earlier admiration gone, his face had turned red with anger. "Do you have any idea who you're talking to?Silvia tilted her head, feigning thought. “Hmm… A lowlife who thinks flaunting a car loan makes him important?”Milena jumped to Bruno’s defense, stepping between him and Silvia. “Don’t talk to Bruno like that! He’s worth more than you’ll ever b
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The morning weighed wordless between Cassio and Milena, who faced the gray sky as they stood at the bus stop. Cassio clutched the divorce papers in his hand while entombing the other deep in his coat pocket. Milena scrolled her phone, expressionless.He turned to her then, his heart heavy either way. "Milena," he said quietly, first to break the silence, "are you sure about this?"She let out a deep sigh, her eyes still on her screen. "We have been through this, Cassio. Yes, I am sure.His jaw was clenched, but he refused to let the conversation go. "I mean, really sure. I'm giving you one last chance-one last chance to think about what we've shared, what we've built, even if it's small.Milena finally lifted her head, and her eyes were colder than ice. "What we've shared?" She laughed in anger. "Cassio, what have we built? A shack in the middle of nowhere? A life where every penny is accounted for? I told you before, this is not what I want."For the first time, Cassio's voice went s
Secretly A Billionaire: His Ex Wife Regret One
The golden sheen of sunset makeup cast a soft glow into the modest living room of the Moretti home. A fire crackled upon the hearth as Cassio adjusted a chair, calloused hands betraying his new life of labour. He looked at the time; his heart grew with anticipation.Tonight was to be special. He had been planning for weeks."Milena," he called, the deepness of his voice carrying through the house, "are you ready? Dinner's almost served."Milena came out of their bedroom, her face taut, lips pursed. She was in a simple dress but the beauty of her was overwhelmed by an aura of discontent.Dinner?" she echoed, cocking one eyebrow. "Cassio, I thought we decided to celebrate somewhere… decent. Not in this…"Her hand flailed around the room in distaste.The lines in Cassio's forehead deepened a bit further, though his tone remained even. "I thought it meaningful to celebrate here; it is where we built our life together.Milena snorted. "Our life? This isn't a life, Cassio. It's survival. I
