All Chapters of Wifes of CEO: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Brian became unable to concentrate at work because of the conversation with Azzura that night. During these few days, he was often unreasonable. All of his subordinates became the target of anger from the CEO of Pradipta Corporation. Including Risa, his secretary.There was the sound of something slamming. Brian had slammed the map Risa had just given him. Nothing's right these days. All messed up."How long have you worked with me?! Why can't you make a report like this?!" Brian's screams echoed through his office. Risa was so scared this time. Her boss, who was usually relaxed and calm, became very temperamental. It's been three days, Risa counted when her Boss started to change.'What's the matter, Boss? His aura is like that of a raging lion?' Risa thought. Indeed these three days had been the worst days for her in her five years working with Brian. Even for an instant, Risa desperately wanted to quit her job."Answer! Don't be silent!" snapped Brian."F

Both Brian and the girl looked at the person who was screaming. A bald man about 50 years old with a bloated stomach approached them."Evening, Sir," said the waiter who had approached them earlier. It seems that the man is the manager or maybe the minimarket owner."Hm... what's this?" asked the bald man with a fierce face. He looked at the two troublemakers in turn."Here, Mr. Gibran. Earlier, they fought because this lady had accused this gentleman of harassment against him," explained the waiter, a little scared. The employee waited for the reaction his boss would show."Harassment? What kind of harassment?" asked Mr. Gibran. He wanted to know more."He squeezed my ass, Sir!" said the girl. She had to maintain her pride."Not me!" Brian argued."Still won't admit it, Sir?" The girl glared at Brian.Brian looked at Gibran. "Let's say it, Sir. Mr. Gibran is the owner of this mini-market, right?" Brian asked."Yes. I am the owner," said Gibran,

Vio came out of the CCTV room. She was looking for the whereabouts of the person who had harassed him. She was furious because she couldn't find that person either. Vio ran outside the Minimarket. She looked left and right, but nothing. "Where's that bastard?" Vio squeezed her hand. She felt immense anger. She couldn't just let that person go. Because if left unchecked, there will be other victims. She had to teach such a pervert a lesson. Most women in the world are deliberately silent when harassed. They may feel embarrassed if others know about the incident. However, Vio is different, and she will still make that person learn a lesson. Vio narrowed her eyes. She saw someone who she had ultimately remembered from in the CCTV room. "I got you!" Vio smiled crookedly. She immediately ran towards the clumsy-looking man holding a hat. The man kept looking behind him as if afraid of being chased by something. The girl wearing jeans and a leather jacket tried to

The weather in the city was hot. No one can deny it. Those who felt comfortable were sitting quietly in an air-conditioned room.Life was hard and heavy, in stark contrast to her beautiful face. She was Vio, with the long name Violet Handoko, who had that fate. Her beautiful face can't guarantee her life will go in rhythm with her physique."You poor woman!" It was one of the ridicule sentences she had received since childhood. Her stature is not typical of indigenous people who have brown skin—especially the color of his eyes and hair, which looks more striking than the others. Vio's eye color is gray, as is her silver hair.Her white skin, which turned red when exposed to direct sunlight, made her look more like an outsider. No one believes that she is Handoko's daughter, the man she now calls father. That's all because Handoko's physique is the original physique of an indigenous person.No one knows who Vio's mother is, and there is no one she can ask for help to tell her about thi

"May I help your father?" Vio was surprised to hear Azzura's question, so she could only stare. She had only just met the woman, but why did she seem so good to her. "No need, Ma'am." Vio couldn't help but smile. She didn't want to bother other people. "So what?" "I can still take care of my father." Vio smiled awkwardly. She wasn't comfortable with this kind of attention. Especially from someone she just met. "Sorry," Azura whispered. She didn't expect her good intentions to cause inconvenience to others. After that, there was only silence between the two. Not long after, Azzura's car entered the courtyard of a clinic. They were both still silent. They were confused about where to start the conversation again. "Vio! Come on. Treat your wound first." Azzura entered the clinic, followed by Vio behind her. "Afternoon, Mrs. Azzura," said one of the security guards in front of the clinic. "Afternoon too, Mr. Supri. Is Mr. Adrian inside?" asked Azzura. She smiled back at Mr. Supri