Chapter Eighty Nine

Adrien

I had no idea why, every time I turned on the TV to watch the news, I was always greeted with bad news. I never heard about Gold Myne's stocks, its impressive rise to the top, or how it became the world's number one corporation.

News about Yvette's sudden death wouldn't bother me either, it would even make me extremely happy, but just days after signing the divorce papers, I was hit with the revelation of my wife's supposed affair.

Despite having inside information about her excellent performance in the company, knowing it was all a lie fabricated by the press to discredit Rosalie didn't provide any comfort. It was particularly disheartening to witness that bastard's hand casually resting on her lower back, pretending she held great significance to him.

"Fuck this shit!" I picked up the remote, turned off the TV and hurled the receiver at the screen, watching it shatter into pieces.

Becca, my very efficient secretary rushed into my office at the sound of glass breaking a