All Chapters of THE TRIUMPH OF MY CHEATING HUSBAND : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The woman sat at the receptionist counter with her shoulders hunched which could cause a sharp pain to her shoulders, but it's obvious that she did not care at the moment. She had her head bowed, sobbing silently. Her tears fell onto the countertop, leaving little wet spots in their wake. Laura, the receptionist, watched her with pitiful eyes as she was moved with concern.Laura breathed out slowly before speaking, picking her words slowly and carefully. “Ma'am, I really can't let you see the boss right now. She's in a board meeting, and it's going to take a while.” Laura told the woman, the concern she felt for her was laced in her voice.The woman lifted her head, her eyes red and puffy. “Please…" She begged, her voice cracking slowly. “I have to see her this very moment. It's urgent, and I dare to say it's a matter of life and death.”Laura was torn deeply, but she was as helpless as the woman, her heart clenched tightly at the sight of the woman before her. The woman has been pre

Ciara swallowed hard, unsure of what to say next. How could she talk to her aunt after everything that had happened? Her husband's death, his brother's turning themselves to the authorities for committing a great crime —with her husband inclusive.“I'm sorry, aunt Elsie.” Ciara sighed, unsure of the best words suited for a situation like this. “I should have come to you as soon as I heard the news about his death, but I couldn't create time for myself —work is overwhelming these days.”Aunt Elsie smiled faintly, her eyes clouded with a warm expression. “I know, right…" She nodded slowly, her smile still on her face. “It must have been hard on you to look after all of these fortunes after your parents' death —I wouldn't dare lay a blame on you, Cici.”Ciara reciprocated the smile, hers was warmer than that of aunt Elsie's. “Have a seat, aunt Elsie,” Ciara said, gesturing to the chair next to her desk.But Elsie shook her head. “No, thanks, I'll take the couch.” She uttered in disapprov

"Come in..." Miriam heard Ryan's voice from inside. She breathed in and slowly push the door open, going in afterwards."Did you receive your promotion letter already?" Ryan asked immediately Miriam entered the office, without sparing her a glance."Yes, quite a while ago." She nodded in reply. "I'm yet to read what's written in it.""Aside being the member of the board meeting and my personal assistance, I feel like you need a specific post to hold." He said, still not sparing her a glance. "You are no more my personal assistance but the vice president of operations, and you are going to be taking on a bigger role in the company now."Miriam did not smile nor show any concern or gratitude towards her new post, she only stare blankly at Ryan. "Are you going somewhere, sir?" She asked him instead as she watch him pack and arrange some files.Ryan paused what he was doing and turn to her. "Yes..." He simply stated. "I'm not just going somewhere but... vacating my office too."Miriam kne

Left alone in the reception, Milan was contemplating on her decision. She sat on her seat behind the shiny desk, clad in a charcoal hue skirt and a black heels to match with her dress.In the past few days of being assigned as Ciara's secretary, she has managed to become her eyes and ears, managing to gain more of Ciara's trust than she ever thought she will —as promised, she was trying her best and almost pushing over her limits to show her dedication to the company.She kept glancing over at the framed door, her ears itching to hear the sound of the door opening, but none was forthcoming. She sighed, a little apprehension mixed with the thrill of the idea she already formulated in her mind.A moment later, the elevator gave out a soft chime, breaking the silence of the quiet reception area. Its grand double door switched open, revealing Ciara, who strode into the reception area. Dressed in an elegant ivory silk bloused that paired with her high-waisted pencil skirt, she gave off an

Ciara sighed as she dropped the call and returned her phone in the chest pocket of her shirt. She turned towards Milan quickly, her brows raised.“How many minutes do I have to spend on the road before I get to my destination?” She requested, her voice demanding as she tries to sound interested in the enquiry.“It's a twenty-five minute drive from here, ma'am.” Milan replied to her hastily, sounding calculative. “Since it's almost half past six, you should be there on time, ma'am —right before the scheduled time, I guess.”Ciara nodded slowly, her bored expression on her face. “Oh, I see.” She blurted out. “I should get going, so I won't be the one to delay him.”“Is it okay for you to go alone, ma'am?” Milan enquired, threading her words careful, and her voice was filled with concern. “If you are feeling otherwise, I'll suggest you should allow me to go with you, Ms. Ciara —just In case you are not comfortable with him.”Ciara's lips curled up in a sly smile. “There is nothing to wor