Ch. 21..25: OMG My Crippled Husband is a Hot Powerful CEO Chapter 21-25

Chapter 21: Chapter 21 – If you can make a toad fly

Alex was just about to do something crazy when Grandpa Aristotle rose to his feet. He shared so much with Alex, and without a doubt, he knew what would happen if he didn’t take charge of the situation.

"Enough, Logan. I think this meeting is over. Everybody should go home and rest."

He was shivering from anger but tried his best to remain calm. Knowing the depth of Alex’s anger, he was not ready to bury another relative and was also not willing to revisit the past.

Those were times he struggled so hard to put aside, and since the information had gotten out in the midst of guests, there was only one way to ensure that the secret stays safe.

"If word about what transpired in this room, including Alex’s identity, goes out, I will find the person and personally put a bullet to his or her head."

The atmosphere was even more uncomfortable, and the fear Logan instilled in the air by revealing what Alex did thickened.

"I would inform the extended family about the wedding in the next twenty-one days, but Alex, I want to see you in my study now." He eyed the way Joanna sat on Alex’s lap, her cheeks pinked, and she quickly stood up.

Now he had no doubt there was some kind of chemistry between them, and this so-called love at first sight tale was indeed true.

Joanna could still not believe that Alex had carried her all this while, and though there was a lot of discomfort, being their first time in a position like that, she endured it. But if not for the fact that Alex prevented her before, she would have stood up a long time ago.

Nevertheless, the revelation got her so scared that all she wanted was to be away from him. The only person whose name was a terror to all, including presidents, was Salvadore Black, whom no one had seen before.

Yet, she could not tell after the revelations if she was more afraid of Salvadore now or Alexander King, her contract husband.

Then, she recalled Dr. Colton, not knowing his whereabouts and realizing that her life was now entangled with that of the devil billionaire cripple.

She had to play smart if she wanted to survive. Adhering to grandpa’s instruction and pretending as if she had not heard a single word, a smile bloomed on her lips, but the fear in her heart was intense as she asked, "Sorry. Does your legs hurt?"

Unknown to her, it awakened strange emotions inside Alex, and his anger died. A smile blossomed on his face, making him even more attractive.

"For you, it can never hurt even if you sit on it the whole day," he replied flirtatiously, Joanna’s cheeks turned from pink to red, but Fiona and Mia were filled with bitterness.

It seemed to them that Alex was indeed in love with Joanna. That smile was so rare, one that even Fiona never got from him throughout their entire time of dating.

They all left with Joanna alone in the living room, but when they reached their cars, Logan suddenly called Cole and his family together.

"I can help you defeat them if you do as I say," he proposed. Cole was excited. "I’m all ears."

A satisfied smile stretched Logan’s lips as he gave his card. "Call me, and let’s talk. There are cameras everywhere."

Cole was super thrilled, as he saw Logan enter his Rolls Royce with Fiona, before they drove away.

In the car, Logan made things clear to Fiona. "Our relationship has ended, but you can work for me instead."

Fiona was confused and regretful for not having played her cards well by trying to get back with Alex after momentarily forgetting that he was still a cripple.

"Can’t we start over? You also openly tried to get Joanna back. We are even."

"Sure, we are, but there are loads of fishes in the sea for me. There should be the same for you since you don’t seem to be a decent woman," Logan said heartlessly. A bitter smile stretched Fiona’s lips.

"After all this, you still haven’t changed."

After what has happened, the reason for Grandpa’s doting on Alex being obvious, she thought Logan would genuinely change, but it was far from that.

"Can a leopard change his skin color?" Logan asked, adding, "if you can make a toad fly, then I can indeed change."

Fiona was so upset and yelled. "Stop the car. We are done."

Logan smiled knowingly. "Needless to say, we already are, so why not try to get Alex back, hmmm?"

If Fiona could use her feminine charm to win back Alex, then Logan could equally have Joanna back, right? Easy-peasy, lemon squeezy, but there was a problem.

"From what I’ve heard you say, which I’m not allowed to repeat, he seems too dangerous, and I don’t want to get involved with him. That punch must be painful, right? Your nose is still so red," she taunted, annoying Logan to the core.

"Then out of my car, but remember, you won’t have me to help you if you change your mind. Alex is indeed dangerous, but how did he treat you when you dated him?"

The question got her thinking. Their relationship was amazing, even after the accident when she refused to show up at the hospital with the excuse that she could not stand the gory sight.

Alex touched her soul with his kindness and respect, something no other man gave her, which was greater than sex or anything.

"Fine, so tell me, what is the plan?" She asked with an eagerness that caused Logan to smile. It soon faded when he thought about every moment his brother spent with Joanna.

There was no way she would hate him, right?

At the mansion, Cole sat in his car with his wife and daughter, but his expression was emotionless, making Rene disturbed.

"What is the problem?"

Cole could not say it, but after dropping them at home, he quickly reversed the car.

"Cole, where are you going?" Rene asked, but for the first time, Cole did not dote on her. There was somewhere he urgently needed to be, information no other person had but her, and he had to see her...

Chapter 22: Chapter 22 - I Have a Wedding to Plan

In Grandpa’s study, the old man and his eldest grandson sat facing each other as the old man poured both of them hard liquor. The wheelchair was on the side of the chair Alex sat on. He picked up his glass and sipped as the old man spoke.

"Please spare your brother. He’s still young." He knew without a doubt that Alex would strike, never caring if the enemy was within or external.

Logan seemed like trouble, and Alex did not intend to take it kindly with him. Glaring at his grandfather, he gently dropped the glass on the table.

"A teenager is a person we can term as young, not a full-grown man who wants to be the CEO of the Kings empire."

In other words, Logan knew exactly what he was doing and had to pay the price, but the old man was disheartened.

This was the same way he used to be in his youth, so it was as if he was talking to his younger self.

He did a lot of bad things, and though justifiable, he could not agree for Alex to follow the same path.

"Killing does not solve problems or bring peace," he advised, but Alex did not agree with him. There was some form of peace he only attained after removing certain people from his path.

"It does, like I remember someone saying, dead men don’t talk. Logan talks too much because he’s still alive."

In other words, the only way to silence his kid brother would be through death, which was a very easy task, but the old man could not allow it.

He was the only one capable of putting Alex in check, but if left on his own, Alex would remain a terror.

"Alex, I forbid you. Learn from me. You will have peace if you begin to overlook things. Adelaide is a good woman. Start a family with her, leave your brother and the mafia alone."

After what they did to his family, Alex did not intend to leave the mafia alone. They had to pay every day of their lives. "You know that isn’t possible," he directly refused, scaring the old man a little.

"Does she know you are Salvadore?" He asked, hoping that Joanna’s presence in Alex’s life would be enough to bring some form of light and satisfaction into it.

"No," he quietly responded. The old man let out a sad sigh.

"I don’t know what happened to her, but I realized she couldn’t remember a lot of things. Monica had another daughter who was taken by your men."

Alex froze momentarily, asking directly. "What’s her name?"

It was a sad moment for Grandpa Aristotle. Shaking his head, he could not give an expected response.

"I don’t know, but you are complicating your life more than you want it to be, and if you continue like this, Adelaide would be exposed to your enemies."

Alex refuted that fact. For as long as she remained his wife, no one would dare to harm her unless they wanted to be used as lab rats.

"I can take care of her and will find out what happened to her, but this is the last time I’m letting Logan off the hook."

A sigh of relief escaped the old man, a smile stretching his lips. "I will talk to him also. Please don’t do anything stupid."

Alex never did anything stupid. All he wanted was for the right thing to be done, but anyone who tried to make things difficult for him must surely pay with their lives or any other means.

"I should leave now. I have a wedding to plan." That was very important to him, and by planning, he meant meeting the extended family members.

"Then I won’t stop you," the old man nodded. It was time for the identity of Alexander King to be revealed to the world, and even in his condition, the old man had great faith in him.

When Alex wheeled himself out, he was surprised to see Joanna nervous, a frown creased his facial features. "What’s the problem?"

"My mother’s caretaker just informed me that someone came to see mom, and from the description, it’s Cole."

He was the only blonde middle-aged man to leave the meeting in a brown suit. After cutting ties with her mother, what could he want from her?

"Mom has been discharged, and her caretaker said they were just waiting for me to come when Cole barged in, forcing her to leave the ward and locking the door after. Alex, do you mind dropping me at the hospital? I have to take her home."

He was a little upset that she was locking him out of her family matter but did not voice it. "I’m coming with you."

That was not the response she expected, believing she could handle her idiotic father herself and knowing Alex’s identity now, she could understand why he was never at home at night.

Alex was a very busy man and should not involve himself in trivial matters like this. "I wanted to spend the night at her house."

He was already wheeling himself out, not agreeing with her suggestion. "We should rather get another caretaker so they can rotate. You have to prepare for your shares."

Thus, she had to prepare for her return to the Bakers’ Corporation, he reminded her, adding, "I can take care of Cole for you."

It was such a kind gesture coming from him, but after what she witnessed with Alex and Logan, she feared that Alex might be out of control.

Rising to her feet and following him out, she responded with the same heat of nervousness.

"Yeah, I will return to work on Monday, but just tonight, can I spend it with her?"

Ike came to open the car door, and she sat before he helped Alex into the car, amazed that they were still together.

Joanna must be a tough one to still be with Alex after finding out a few things about him. "I will be away for a week, so you can, but I will assign a bodyguard to you," Alex responded when Ike stepped on the accelerator.

"A what?" Joanna asked, not comfortable with the bodyguard part of his statement, but Alex had a limit for questions.

They were never welcome, but in certain circumstances, he had to endure them. "You know who I am now. It’s either that or I can go with you everywhere."

Joanna shook her head. To have the cold man in the wheelchair with her all the time, that did not sound interesting.

"I choose the bodyguard option."

Arriving at the hospital, Joanna was amazed to hear her mother’s raised voice for the first time in her life, but things did not seem to be going well, and the door was locked.

"Open it," Alex ordered the nurses. They stood there nervously. "Sir, we’ve tried. Security is on the way."

Alex could not wait for that, and what he did next sent a whirlwind of emotions flying about...

Chapter 23: Chapter 23 - You Never Loved Me

When Cole arrived at the hospital earlier, it was not hard for him to locate the VIP ward after speaking to a few nurses.

Monica was chatting with her caretaker over a movie they were watching after being discharged and waiting for Joanna.

She was still on pain and antibiotics medication at the moment and was glad for the company of her caregiver.

There were lots of questions on her mind to ask her daughter, including how she got money for the surgery when a voice interrupted her thoughts, taking her attention momentarily from the screen.

"I think she’s hiding something," the caregiver, Sharon, said. Monica agreed. "I think so too."

"But..." the caregiver was saying when interrupted by the rude opening of the door.

Monica was startled to see the man at the door. It had been over a decade since they saw eye to eye, and some of his hair had turned grey, blending in with the blonde.

"Cole, what do you want here?" Monica asked in a calm tone, glad to have a loose hat over her head to hide the incision.

Cole looked angry but did not immediately respond to her. His attention was directed at Sharon. "Excuse us."

Sharon refused. The man before her was not welcoming, so she could not leave Monica’s side with him there. "I’m sorry, but Miss..." She was saying when Cole yelled.

"Get out or I’ll make you."

Monica forced a bitter smile before saying to Sharon, "It’s alright."

Sharon was reluctant but obeyed, immediately calling Joanna on the phone, after which she alerted some of the hospital staff.

In there, Cole was enraged, not caring about Monica’s condition. After things went sour between them, he vowed to never see her face again, but certain situations demanded desperate approaches.

"So, this is how your so-called ’you don’t care about your shares’ ends, right?" His tone was taunting as he glared down at her.

Monica was sitting on the bed, tired of lying on her back for over a week. Cole’s statement sent a blaze of confusion through her mind, but before she could ask, he continued.

"Sending Joanna into the arms of Alexander King to make our lives miserable?"

The sound of the name sent mixed emotions sprawling through her. The clause in the contract was for Joanna to marry before taking her inheritance, but not to just anyone.

That part was only known to her and the person with whom she went into agreement before the second part.

"What are you talking about?" She couldn’t believe that things had fallen into place without her trying.

Years after, she regretted putting in that clause, and since she couldn’t change it, she decided to forgo the shares. But when her health deteriorated, she couldn’t watch her daughter suffer and hence mentioned it.

"The clause about her marriage, in case you are that dumb," Cole rubbed it in. Monica was enraged, though her voice was still as calm as the sea breeze.

"Get out, Cole. I’m still recovering from surgery."

Sadly, Cole was far from making it easy for her. "So what? Why don’t you just die?" He sniggered, glaring coldly at her.

Monica knew it was all because of the lies fed to him by his wife Rene, but she was far from caring about that.

Everything was her mistake, and she had to accept it. "My only mistake was loving someone like you."

"You never loved me," Cole opposed. "I was just a consolation for your first love, Mathias. That is why you never cared if I was there for you or not."

There was an iota of truth in his words, so she could not refuse but was curious. "What do you want?"

"Everything. Tell your daughter to stay away from us," Cole placed his demand. If Joanna had not appeared in their lives, things would not have gone so bad for them, but Monica chuckled.

"You know what, Cole, I was blind before but not anymore. If Joan wants the shares, then she must have them. But wait, if she doesn’t have it, then how did she foot my bills?"

The question settled on her mind once more, and she could not help asking the wrong person, receiving a heartbreaking revelation.

"She’s just a whore like you, marrying some cripple because he’s rich."

Monica smiled, as it was confirmed the second time. "Joanna is destined for Alexander. I promised Mathias."

After all he did to her, he was still the one to show up at the last moment.

Mathias was there when Joanna was born, so she indeed had to throw her grudge aside and show her appreciation, though things could never work out between them.

"Yes, somehow, they got married." Cole’s voice was coated with pain, as if he lost everything.

He expected Monica to be happy, but she was rather sad. "What? Don’t pretend like you aren’t happy she nailed some big shot."

"It’s not your business why I’m sad. Cole, I need to breathe. Your presence is choking." She knew that Alexander had changed with time.

It started with his grandfather, and that was one of the reasons Monica had to change Joanna’s name and leave New York City for a long time.

Coming back, she never believed she was going to run into the same thing she escaped from.

"You are so full of bad luck. None of the men you slept with will marry you. So pathetic, but I’m curious. Where is that young daughter of yours?" Cole asked sarcastically, but this time, Monica could not take it.

The topic about her younger daughter was out of the equation. "It’s none of your business. Get out."

Cole was excited to see her like that. "I’m not getting out until you tell me about her. Where is she, Monica?" He demanded mockingly, perceiving that something terrible had happened to that child, but that was the last straw for the camel’s back.

The woman who has always spoken in a calm voice suddenly flared up and began yelling. "Get out, Cole. I said, out. You have no right to question me. Leave me alone and go back to that two-faced woman you married."

Cole wanted to taunt her even more but was interrupted by a knock on the door, yet he would not open it. When Monica tried to get off the bed to the door, Cole locked and removed the key.

He swung the key around his forefinger. "Here. You sound jealous, but who is the father of that bastard daughter of yours? Why hasn’t Joanna mentioned her?"

Monica was having a headache; it was terrible. The thought of losing her younger daughter had not been easy, but Cole was rubbing it in so casually. "I said get out." Her eyes welled up in tears as she hugged herself tightly after sitting back on the bed, but in all this, Cole was still unremorseful.

"I won’t leave until you give me what I want," he said. Tears streamed down Monica’s face, about to yell again when a familiar domineering male voice sounded behind the door.

"Cole, I’m counting to three. If you don’t open this door, I will send your roasted body to your family."

Chapter 24: Chapter 24 – I can take it from here

Cole shivered at the sound of the voice, recalling Logan’s words about Alex killing his father.

Monica was equally curious, wondering which hospital staff member had the audacity to speak with such confidence.

Cole knew Alex would follow through with the threat, cursing Joanna in his heart before gritting his teeth.

Walking to the door, he unlocked it, but as soon as he pulled it open, a punch was sent right to his groin. He groaned in pain as Joanna rushed in to hug her mother, bypassing Alex and Cole.

"Mom, are you alright?" She felt her mother shivering and crying like a baby, something she had never seen her do before.

It was all Cole’s fault, and Joanna was very upset, not caring about whatever punishment Alex would mete out to him.

The doctors went in to check on Monica as well, but Cole, ducking from the pain, made it easy for two more punches to be sent to his face, causing him to pass out instantly.

No one would have believed that a punch from a cripple would result in a medical emergency.

Fear and panic saturated the atmosphere as the doctors contemplated attending to the unconscious man on the floor.

In the end, one of them asked the man in the wheelchair, "Should we attend to him?" They had no idea who he was, but his actions made it clear that he was not to be messed with.

Alex was furious at how he intended to deal with his father-in-law, but Cole was too weak, already unconscious.

"Throw him at the car park," Alex said coldly. What a narrow escape. Well, Cole did not deserve to be treated humanely since he never treated Joanna or her mother with respect.

The doctors knew Cole’s condition was not serious, allowing the security who had just arrived to do as told.

Monica was shocked to see Alexander after regaining herself when Cole’s unconscious body was carried away.

The resemblance was obvious, though there were still some differences between Alex and his father. "I never thought I’d see you in person. I heard a lot about you."

With a neutral expression, Alex replied, "There isn’t anything good about me in the media, so I won’t ask." His gaze and voice softened. "How are you feeling?"

Monica smiled, feeling better with the people around her. Alex might look like Mathias, but his aura was like that of his grandfather, Aristotle, whom Monica had met only twice in person.

Mathias was easygoing, but it did not seem to be the same with the man in the wheelchair. "I’ll be fine. Thanks for helping out. Joan, why didn’t you tell me about him?"

She only knew because Cole had mentioned that Joanna married a man in a wheelchair. Well, the equipment did nothing to hide the fact that Alex was a sophisticated person.

"You weren’t fine the first time and couldn’t remember a lot of things. The doctors were going to begin treating you for early dementia after your recovery," Joanna explained, but her mother smiled at her.

"It might not be necessary. I can remember things clearly now," the middle-aged woman said. Joanna would have asked a lot of questions if Alex was not there.

Given the current situation, all she could ask was, "So, what did he want?"

Monica went quiet, unable to reveal the details of her conversation with Cole, especially the part that upset her. "Just forget about him."

Joanna was perplexed, annoyed by her mother’s habit of keeping secrets, and nagged, "I want to know why he came, Mom. You can’t keep it to yourself."

Monica did not want to mention her lost daughter, so there was no way to tell Joan what she wanted to hear.

"I’m tired. Please take me home to rest," she requested. Joanna was deflated and stared at Alex.

"I can take it from here."

Alex was about to agree, but his phone rang. After answering the call, his face hardened, but all he said was, "Okay."

After ending the call, he beckoned for Joanna to come over and whispered in her ear, "Logan is up to something. It will be better for you to come with me until I know what he’s up to."

"And Mom?" Joanna was disturbed, but Alex calmly assured her, "I’ve arranged for someone to take care of her at home. You don’t have to worry about her safety, but she will be in danger if you are constantly around her."

Joanna wanted to disagree, but after all that Logan had put up at the old King’s mansion, there was no reason to doubt Alex.

They waited until the caregiver Alex had arranged arrived before they left.

Reaching the car park, Cole was on the floor, close to his car, so Alex intentionally wheeled himself close, making sure to run the wheels of the wheelchair over Cole’s legs in the process, which brought him to a state of consciousness.

"Ouch, what the..." his words were swallowed by the sight of Alex, as he endured the pain from what he did to his legs.

However, Alex wheeled himself close again, forcing Cole to lift himself from the floor or end up being crushed once more.

Standing up with difficulty, Cole barely managed to stay on his feet when his legs felt like jelly, sending him back to the floor.

Tears stung the corners of his eyes when Joanna laughed out loud, but Cole could only grit his teeth and endure the pain, knowing there was nothing he could do.

"This is your first and last warning. Don’t ever get close to the people I call family, and that includes my wife and everyone close to her," Alex said coldly, before allowing Ike to help him into his car with Joanna.

They did not care how Cole would get himself home in his condition. That was entirely up to him for daring to mess with Alexander King’s mother-in-law.

Arriving home, Joanna seized the opportunity while helping Alex upstairs. "At the office, were you the one?"

Alex’s expression changed instantly. "I don’t know what you are talking about."

Joanna refused to let go, holding onto the hand grip of the wheelchair. "Your legs were fine then. You came for a meeting, and I was in a bad mood, so when you asked if I had brains because I couldn’t figure out what your meeting was about, I got upset."

Alex had planned a different form of revenge on her, but when she spoke like this, his heart softened.

"So, you decided to paste ’I am an asshole’ on my back to make my subordinates mock me? Well, you won, so what next?"

Joanna was remorseful. "I want to apologize. I’m usually not like that, but you started it."

"I thought you were the receptionist, and you should have told me you weren’t," Alex explained. Joanna pointed out,

"Someone of your status should have an assistant."

"Who said I don’t?"

He did not seem upset, so even without voicing it, Joanna knew he didn’t hold a grudge concerning the events of that day against her. "Can I ask one last question?"

"What is it?" Alex asked, slightly irritated.

"Why did you kill your father?"

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Chapter 25: Chapter 25 – Weekly Allowance

The question caused Alexander’s gaze to harden. "Don’t forget that this marriage is just a contract. Five months and a few weeks, and we shall go our separate ways. No more questions."

He was already wheeling himself to his room, and if it were before the revelation, Joanna would have given up, but not when their marriage was soon going to be announced to the world.

After the divorce, she would be the one to face uncomfortable situations, even if she decides to relocate as Alex suggested.

There were so many enemies, and surely, they would be happy to hear about the divorce. Alex would be united with that woman he talked about, and she would be left to start all over.

"You have to understand that aside from my shares, you are gaining more in this marriage than I am. The least you can do is be nice."

Alex halted from where he had reached with the wheelchair, spinning it around to face her.

Joanna had every right to think that way because she didn’t know the plans he had for her, but it wasn’t as if he was going to tell her.

For the six months, it would be worth it, and she will be well paid, so how was Alex going to be the greatest benefactor of this agreement?

To not complicate matters, Alex thought of a smart way. "If you can tell me about your childhood, then I will tell you."

That should be easy, right? Exactly what Joanna thought, but as she tried to remember anything about her childhood, nothing came up.

"I...I can’t remember." She was suddenly stammering, Alex shrugged. "Then I also can’t remember why I killed that bastard."

He had no regrets for what he did. That man deserved it, and even if Alex had a chance, he would still put a bullet in his late father’s skull in his grave.

It dawned on Joanna that something was wrong. She never remembered anything about her relationship with Colton, and it was the same as her childhood. There weren’t any memories whatsoever.

’I have to ask mom about my condition, and if she refuses, then I will see a neurologist to help me remember everything,’ she thought to herself, but only the sound of the closing door met her ears, and Alex was no longer there.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, she went to her room. The weekend passed without her seeing Alex, not knowing when he went out or when he came in.

It was like they lived in the same house and yet never saw each other. On Monday, she was dressed for work after having a chat with her mother on the phone.

The pleasurable amenities in the mansion like the sauna, pool, and even with the maids at her beck and call were not enough to keep her excited.

The maids would not give her any information, only caring for her needs. Betty was like a mother hen, so protective of her, Joanna felt like she needed some fresh air.

Then Violet came to mind. Perhaps she could invite her over for them to go visit her mom together later.

Seemed like a perfect plan, except what she was met with downstairs. "Good morning, ma’am, my name is Jack, your bodyguard."

Joanna stared at the tall, blonde hunk in front of her, his expression too serious for her liking. He made no move to shake her hand, which put her at ease, but could not imagine going everywhere with this man.

"I don’t know what you are talking about." She tried to walk around him and hit the road, but he was already in front of her, maintaining a reasonable distance.

"Mr. King assigned me to accompany you everywhere. He also said to drive any car you choose so we can head to the garage now," he turned to face her as he spoke.

"Garage?" Joanna didn’t remember seeing a garage. Ike had met them in front of the door the last time, and they had no business in the garage.

"Sorry, but she has to eat first," Betty interrupted, Joanna did not know whether to laugh or cry.

This woman was going to torment her with food again, and if care was not taken, she might put on a lot of weight. "Sir made it clear that Madam should always eat before leaving the house."

"I’m not hungry," Joanna said seriously, but for as long as it concerned her health, no one would obey her.

"Then I’m afraid you can’t leave."

Joanna thought of another way of getting herself out on time. "Why not pack it for me? I’m interested in seeing the garage."

Betty agreed and went to do as suggested, but when Joanna reached the garage, her jaws dropped. "This is insane. What does he do with all these cars?"

There was no luxury car missing in the garage, and there were at least fifty of them. Now she wished Alexander had just maintained his low-key profile of an IT officer.

She would have had her freedom like before. At the thought, she wondered if those secrets he kept were rather to keep her safe. As soon as she found out his identity, everything changed with it, and she knew for the next six months that her life would never be the same again.

"He said you are free to use anyone of your choice."

Joan was about to choose the Porsche, as she always loved its design. To her, they looked a little feminine, but she also remembered how that might easily expose her status.

She couldn’t be seen as the wife of a billionaire, right? "Let’s take the cheapest."

She watched in awe as Jack walked to the Jaguar and reminded him. "I said the cheapest."

"This is the cheapest, ma’am," he crushed her hopes. All the cars were so expensive, but she Joanna could not argue anymore.

She’ll just make sure nobody was watching before she steps out of the car at the parking lot.

Betty arrived in time, and Joanna took the food from her, about to open the door when Jack stopped her.

"Sorry, ma’am, but the boss specifically said you should not be allowed to touch any door or pay any bills. I will get fired if that happens."

Joanna could not believe her ears. "What?"

Joanna was dialing Alex’s number, but once again, it was switched off. Yet, the moment she ended the call, she received an alert.

A hundred-thousand-dollar bank transfer with the message, ’weekly allowance.’

Joanna was dazed; she began to dial the number again, but it was switched off. If she couldn’t pay any bills, then why give her so much weekly allowance?

Reaching the office, she was not met with the excitement she usually would, but seeing the person in her chair, she soon figured out why.