Married To The Vengeful Billionaire Chapter 71
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Married To The Vengeful Billionaire:
🔸(His Sweet Torture)🔸
“Ace… yes, give it to me, Ace… oh… Oh… God… yes… yes!” Chappell moaned, her body arching as she used a dildo on herself, her eyes fixated on a picture of Ace. The ecstasy in her voice was undeniable as she lost herself in the moment.
“This is so messed up. Did Valeria upload this?” Isabella muttered under her breath, quickly turning off her phone. She glanced over at Chappell, who sat frozen, staring at the screen as if in a trance.
“I’m really sorry about this video. It’s disgusting that it was posted, but don’t beat yourself up over it,” Isabella tried to console her, but Chappell remained unresponsive.
“That’s it! I’m going to find Valeria!” Isabella fumed, storming out of the room. She found Valeria chatting with Gloria and Abby, yanked her by the hair, and spun her around.
“Why did you post that video?” she demanded, her voice shaking with anger.
“Ouch, Isabella! Handsy much?” Valeria sneered, smoothing her hair back. “And you saw the video too?” she added, feigning surprise.
Gloria and Abby burst out laughing.
“It’s not funny! You’re not a girls’ girl Valeria!” Isabella spat.
“Come on, I am. I did every girl a favor by showing them how to be sexy in bed. Chappell’s the one who isn’t a girls’ girl. She had this knowledge and kept it all to herself. Not very demure, if you ask me,” Valeria mocked, shaking her head, while Gloria and Abby nodded in agreement.
“And besides, Isabella, if you’d taken some notes from Chappell earlier, maybe those three guys who dumped you would still be fighting over you,” Valeria added with a smirk.
“That’s it!” Isabella lunged at her, and the two girls began fighting.
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PRINCIPAL’S OFFICE***
Principal Laurel looked between Isabella and Valeria, both of them sitting in silence.
“Is anyone going to explain what started this fight?” Principal Laurel asked, her arms crossed over her chest.
Valeria stepped forward, handing her phone to the principal. “It may seem disrespectful to show you this, but this video has been circulating around school all morning,” Valeria said softly.
“Oh my God!” Principal Laurel exclaimed, immediately passing the phone back, unable to bear watching it.
“Then Isabella accused me of posting the video. Principal, Chappell is my friend. How could I ever do something like that? And besides, how could I even get hold of such a video?” Valeria continued, her voice dripping with fake innocence.
“She posted it! She admitted it herself!” Isabella clenched her fists, glaring at Valeria.
Valeria rolled her eyes dismissively.
“This behavior is unacceptable,” Principal Laurel muttered, pulling out her phone to call her secretary. “Please tell Chappell to report to my office immediately.”
Valeria smiled smugly at Isabella.
“As for you two, I don’t care who posted the video, but fighting is against school rules. So, detention!” Principal Laurel handed out two cards.
“You will both spend time in the same room, talk to each other, and learn to get along. You’re family, for crying out loud,” Principal Laurel added sternly.
“Over my hot dead body!” Valeria scoffed.
“I’ll second that! I’d rather be locked in with pigs!” Isabella shot back.
Principal Laurel rubbed her temples, feeling an incoming headache. Just then, the door opened and Chappell entered, her head down.
“You two may leave,” Principal Laurel dismissed them. Valeria rolled her eyes and left while Isabella waited for Chappell outside.
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A few minutes later, Chappell exited the principal’s office, drying her tears. Isabella rushed to her side.
“What did Principal Laurel say?” she asked, concerned.
“She looked at me like I was disgusting and asked why I did what I did. I feel disgusted with myself too. Normally, I’d never do something like that, but Valeria convinced me it was okay. She said since I can’t have him, I should fantasize about him, and the feelings would go away,” Chappell cried.
“It didn’t seem like something I would ever do, but I thought I’d give it a try. I didn’t think anyone was watching… I just didn’t expect…”
“It’s okay,” Isabella hugged her tightly.
Chappell pulled back and wiped her eyes. “My parents will be here soon,” she whispered.
“Why?” Isabella asked, her voice laced with concern.
“To take me home. Principal Laurel said I can’t continue at this school… I’ve been expelled,” Chappell said with a small, sad smile.
Isabella shook her head in disbelief. “We just became friends yesterday. You can’t leave!”
“I know, and I don’t want to, but I have no choice. I promise we’ll stay in touch,” Chappell forced a smile before walking away.
Isabella wiped away the tears that slipped down her face.
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RUIZ ROYAL ESTATE***
“We just want to know how things got so out of hand, Mr. Ruiz.”
“Agreed! We’ve been paying a lot of money, so how did you allow the company to fall into such a massive data breach?”
“How long has this been happening, and why are we only finding out about it from the news?”
“Ruiz Royal Estate isn’t as secure as you claim. You did background checks on all your clients, but Mr. Alejandro, we’ve worked together for years. Where’s the trust?”
The boardroom was buzzing with angry clients while Alejandro sat silently, observing. Camila, seated beside him, gently rubbed his thigh under the table.
“We trusted you, invested our money, time, and ideas, but you can’t even guarantee our security!” one client shouted, standing up.
“I can’t work with a company that lacks trust and accountability!” another echoed, rising from his seat.
“If you’re incapable of managing this company, then maybe it’s time we vote for a new CEO or—”
Alejandro slammed his fist on the table, finally fed up. “Or what?” he demanded, his piercing gaze silencing the room. “Who else wants to stand up? Go ahead, do it now!” His tone was icy. “Did I hear something about a new CEO?” he asked, chuckling to himself.
“Mr. Marcel, Mr. August, Mr. Peterson—you three have been here the longest. Let’s say we agree to vote for a new CEO. Can any of you explain what it takes to run one of the world’s biggest companies? To make deals with both locals and foreigners, to come up with innovative strategies daily?” Alejandro challenged, his eyes daring them.
The three men exchanged confused glances, unable to respond, which made Alejandro smirk.
“Handling both local and foreign clients requires negotiation skills. I personally speak twelve different languages and am still learning more. Mr. Peterson, you were the first to stand up, and we’re currently working on a deal with Mr. Mo from China. Do you speak Chinese?” Alejandro asked pointedly.
Camila smiled, impressed by Alejandro’s ability to regain control even during a crisis.
Mr. Peterson nervously dabbed sweat from his forehead with a napkin.
“Okay, you don’t speak Chinese. Fine. Now imagine being in my position. Your company just suffered a data breach. What would be your next step?” Alejandro pressed him, his tone sharp.
The others, who had stood up, slowly sat back down.
“You see this, everyone? He can’t even answer the question! So, what makes you think a new CEO will solve all the problems?” Alejandro said, addressing the room.
“I admit it—I didn’t protect the company as well as I should have, and we ended up with a minor data breach. But at least I caught the suspect. I’ve conducted background checks on everyone in the company, including myself,” he continued, pulling out a file and placing it in the center of the table.
“If leaving is what’s best after a small setback, then my assistant will be happy to escort you out of the boardroom, along with Mr. Peterson,” Alejandro stated firmly. The room fell silent—no one dared to murmur a word.
“I believe we’ll continue this meeting without Mr. Peterson then,” Alejandro added, just as security guards entered to escort Mr. Peterson out, ignoring his desperate pleas.
Camila smiled at Alejandro, impressed by his authority.
TO Be Continued
