Married To The Vengeful Billionaire Chapter 59
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“Welcome back, Mr. and Mrs. Ruiz!”
“It’s wonderful to have you both here again!”
“Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Ruiz!”
The employees of Ruiz Royal Estate greeted Alejandro and Camila as they entered hand-in-hand.
“Boss, welcome back,” Diego said, stepping forward to take Alejandro’s briefcase. “Mrs. Ruiz, it’s lovely to see you again,” he added, turning to Camila before escorting them to the office.
Camila smiled, inhaling deeply, savoring the familiar atmosphere. It had been a while since she was last here, and she realized just how much she missed this place.
“Good news, Boss. While you were in Mexico, we handled most of the business, but there are a few exclusive deals we’d prefer you review yourself,” Diego explained, handing Alejandro a laptop.
Alejandro skimmed through it. “I also noticed we’ve lost some sales to Marcus Ventures,” he murmured, frowning.
“I’m sorry, Boss,” Diego apologized.
“You don’t owe me an apology, Diego. We just need to work harder and faster. Schedule all the exclusive deals I missed. I’ll make sure to meet them today,” Alejandro ordered. Diego nodded and left to carry out his instructions.
Camila watched Alejandro work, her heart swelling with admiration. He was handsome, passionate about his work, and knew exactly how to treat her. What more could she ask for?
“Keep looking at me like that, and I’ll close the blinds and have you right here on this desk,” Alejandro said suddenly, a playful grin tugging at his lips. Camila quickly averted her gaze, blushing.
Hearing his chuckle, she shyly glanced back at him.
“Can I at least go back to my own office? I don’t have much to do here. If I stay, I’ll just be distracted,” she pleaded.
“And what, exactly, will distract you?” Alejandro asked, finally tearing his eyes from the laptop to look at her.
“You. You’re so handsome, especially when you’re serious about work. I can’t think straight. Please, let me go,” she begged.
“Well, now you’re really making me want to close those blinds,” Alejandro smirked.
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“I heard the boss is back—with his wife,” Sandra grumbled as she barged into Diego’s office, her tone dripping with disdain.
Diego sighed and chose to ignore her, focusing on his work. Sandra glanced over the stack of files on his desk.
“You sure have a lot of work to do,” she muttered.
“Yes, and if you’ll excuse me,” Diego said, answering his ringing phone and stepping out of the office.
Sandra quickly rummaged through the files, finding one that contained plans for the company’s newest building project. Smiling to herself, she tucked it under her skirt just as Diego returned.
“And you’re still here because?” Diego asked, raising an eyebrow at her.
Sandra rolled her eyes and brushed past him, only to bump into Camila in the hallway. They both stopped, eyeing each other from head to toe. Sandra noticed an unbuttoned part of Camila’s blouse and sneered internally.
“What a slut,” she thought.
“What’s that on your skirt?” Camila asked, narrowing her eyes.
“What are you talking about?” Sandra snapped defensively.
Camila reached out, but Sandra slapped her hand away. “I don’t care if you’re married to the boss or if you’re busy fooling around with him in the office while everyone else is working. My business is mine—got that?” she hissed before storming off.
Camila watched her go, shaking her head before continuing on her way.
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BRIARWOOD SCHOOL**
“What do you think of this watch, Isabella?” Brett asked, pulling a wristwatch from his pocket. “I know I can’t afford an original one, but I hope your father will accept this as a birthday gift,” he added, looking hopeful.
Isabella smiled softly. “Anyone can tell it’s fake. I don’t think you want my father’s first impression of you to be you trying to impress him with something like this.”
Brett sighed, slipping the watch back into his pocket.
“Hey,” Isabella gently took his hand. “You don’t have to try so hard. My father doesn’t care about material things. He values thoughtfulness. Just get him something from the heart—or better yet, just show up. That’ll mean more than any gift,” she assured him.
Brett smiled, nodding, and Isabella kissed his cheek before watching him go to his class. As she waved goodbye, she accidentally bumped into Ace.
She tried to walk past him, but he stopped her.
“Your father’s birthday is coming up. I got something for him,” he said, handing her a small box.
“You don’t need to do this, Ace. We’re not together anymore, and I’m seeing someone else,” she reminded him.
“Yeah, I know,” Ace muttered, staring at the box. “But I already bought it, and it’d be a waste. Just take it, and I promise you won’t see me after this.” He gently placed the gift in her hand and walked away.
Isabella looked down at the box, then back at Ace as he retreated.
“I never meant to hurt you, Ace,” she called out.
“I know,” he replied without turning around.
“At least make up with Elijah and get back to your gaming. You’ve got millions of fans waiting for you. Don’t let me—or a breakup—bring you down. It’s not worth it,” Isabella urged.
“We’ll see,” Ace shrugged before disappearing into the crowd.
Isabella sighed, staring at the gift. “I just don’t know what I’m doing.”
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MEXICO – EVENING: LANDON’S RESIDENCE***
“I came home today, Mom. Dad kept calling me,” Lucia said as she entered the house. Her parents and Chandler were already seated at the dining table.
“Wow, no one waited for me,” she scoffed, pulling out a chair. A maid served her food and poured her a drink.
“Thanks,” Lucia mumbled, picking up her cutlery.
“How’s work going for you both?” Mrs. Landon asked, trying to start a conversation.
“It’s fine, Mom. But you and Dad only ever have family dinners when there’s news. So, spill it,” Lucia rolled her eyes, and Chandler nodded in agreement.
Mr. Landon sighed, exchanging a look with his wife before speaking.
“Your mom and I have decided that we’re all moving to New York for a while,” he announced.
“Really?” Lucia’s face lit up. “Is it for Alejandro’s wife’s dad’s birthday?”
Then, Mrs. Landon said something that made Lucia’s fork fall from her hand.
“What?”
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MARCUS GLOBAL VENTURES***
Sandra strolled into Marcus Global Ventures after leaving Ruiz Royal Estate at the end of the day.
“Hello, ma’am. Welcome to Marcus Global Ventures. How may we assist you?” the receptionist asked politely.
“I’d like to see Mr. Rafael,” Sandra replied, confidently adjusting her posture.
“Do you have an appointment?” the receptionist asked, her smile faltering as she glanced at Sandra with disapproval.
Sandra rolled her eyes. “Just call him. Tell him it’s Sandra Rivera.”
The receptionist sighed but made the call. “Hello, Julian. Please inform Mr. Marcus that someone-
“Sandra Rivera” Sandra cut her off, reminding her.
“Please inform Mr. Marcus that someone- named Sandra Rivera is here to see him.” The receptionist said, twitching her lips.
A few moments later, she hung up. “His office is—”
“I know the way. I’ve been here before,” Sandra interrupted with a smirk, walking off.
“I hate her,” the receptionist mumbled under her breath.
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TO Be Continued
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