Billionaire’s Rebirth Wife

Trista’s point of view

I stood at the club’s entrance, watching all of my inebriated colleagues board the cacar and be driven to the assigned location one by one. There was only one car left. Brenda sat in the driver’s seat and said, “Hello, Mr. Driver, my colleague Trista resides….”

I was in a trance when Brenda’s astonished voice asked, “Mr. Donald, why are you here?”

“The shuttle provided by the club is insufficient. I had just done my work and was assisting with a ride.” “Where did you mention Trista’s address just now?” Donald asked.

He pretended he didn’t know.

“Wait, that’s it!” Brenda ripped the paper and handed it to him. “Are you going to take the employees home with you, Mr. Donald?”

“I know you normally put in a lot of effort. It’s appropriate to drive you home so late.”

My lips were pursed. In any case, the lion group club was founded by him. His reasoning is sound!

“Thank you very much, Mr. Donald!” “There are few employers like you who are so attentive to staff!” Brenda cried.

Donald fixed his gaze on me. “Get on the car.”

I dashed into the car, buckled my seat belt, and turned to face Brenda. “And how about you, Brenda?”

Brenda’s point of view

“Would you mind giving me a ride, Mr. Donald?” I turned to face Donald.

“The lion group club’s regulation is that a car can only carry one person. IRA’s car is parked at the back. Get his car.” He stated that he stepped on the accelerator and drove away without giving me a chance to respond.

I couldn’t help but be pleased when I saw the back of the car.  Mr. Donald had to have sent Trista home forme, right?

I had no idea Mr. Donald had such strong feelings for me!

How should I respond if he confessed to me in front of everyone one day?

As I was thinking about this, a car abruptly stopped in front of me. I averted my gaze. It was the IRA. IRA arrived to fetch me up!

“Miss, please,” the waiter standing at the door said as he opened the door for me.

I jumped on the car, delighted to see IRA’s attractive side profile. I was perplexed. IRA had previously been the object of my devotion, but since discovering Donald’s thinking, I have regretfully given up my love and abandoned my sentiments for IRA.

I used to fantasize about IRA taking her home. Mr. Donald’s car is a Rolls Royce, despite the fact that he is only a little assistant!

“Brenda, are you there? Can you hear what I’m saying?” “Where’s your home address?” said IRA.

“The Glory Road!”

IRA pressed the accelerator, and the car shot forward.

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“Donald, if you come to pick me up so openly, everyone will know about our relationship right away!” “If Brenda wakes up tomorrow and thinks of something,” I worried, “it’s over!”

“What is it that you’re terrified of?” He responded softly, “It’s not something sleazy. Furthermore, it will take some time to figure out our relationship with her IQ.”

“The two members of the group have been captured. You won’t be able to see them starting tomorrow. They will no longer be lion group workers in the future.” Donald mumbled something.

I don’t get it, “Who the hell are these people? Why are they acting in this manner?”

“You’re not required to know.” He moved the steering wheel carelessly, and the car turned to the right. “You simply need to know that when you’re with me, you’re not in any danger.”

really? I was just surrounded by a swarm of old classmates. Okay, I was almost out of breath and almost in danger!

But I’m not going to tell him anything.

At this point, my phone abruptly rings, and I move over to answer it –

“Trista, let me go.  I simply cannot leave the city for the sake of my family!”

“Hello, who are you?”

What is it, ah? Is the signal faulty? How is it sporadic?

“Excuse me, what did you just say?” I asked, looking at my phone.

“Vicky is responsible for everything! She’s the one who continues to irritate you! I only had a few inquiries. I didn’t mean to cause any harm! I know I was wrong! I know I was incorrect! Trista, could you kindly let me go?”

“What are you on about? What is your name? Hello? Hello?” The phone call was abruptly cut off. When I picked it up, I discovered that the phone was dead.

“What’s the problem?”

“I’m not sure who it is. I  Perhaps it’s the wrong number.” I was perplexed and returned my phone to my bag.

When I returned home, immediately after charging my phone, the screen displayed 74 missed calls, virtually all of which were unusual numbers, and a large amount of text messages.

“Please, Trista! Please answer the phone! I’m sure that made you cry tonight! I’m sorry, I’m very sorry, I’m sorry! Please pardon me!”

“My name is Vicky. I apologize for tonight! I understand that everyone has a bottom line, and I know you’ve been patient many times. I’m still prodding your bottom line…. That’s because I’m envious. They encircle you as soon as they walk through the door. They’re envious of your beauty from the beginning to the end. As you mentioned, my family is bankrupt, and we’re not only deeply in debt, but I can’t survive! When I think about my condition, I become envious of all the individuals around me who are doing well. It’s definitely not for you! Please don’t drive me out of this line, let alone out of the country. I’m aware that I’m mistaken. I apologize!”

……

I scrolled through hundreds of text messages in my inbox and understood exactly what I was doing.

Donald had just gotten out of the shower and was cleaning his hair with a towel as he walked out the door. He grinned when he saw me “I simply wanted to find you, and you appeared. Why do you miss me?”

“What exactly is going on?” I took out my phone. “Don’t you punish them privately?”

“Who are you referring to?”

“Vicky, and everyone else at my party tonight!”

“Did they make a complaint to you?” “Show me,” he replied nonchalantly, hooking his hand.

I presented him with my cell phone. He scanned the inbox and read a few texts. ”  They don’t know who you are and assumed the penalty for tonight was your idea.”

“Normal people will misinterpret what I’m saying. you  abandon their job and driving them out of city, Donald?”

“Yes? I’m feeling a little lighter now.” He rubbed my cheek. “You’re my wife, after all. They have the audacity to disrespect you in this way. It’s important to keep them alive. What else could they possibly expect?”

“But….”

He typed the words “can’t do it” into my phone’s Outbox and then emailed them to everyone tonight. He hacked a string of odd integers. Following that, he said –

“. Am I the man clear the toilet?”

I couldn’t help but laugh.

“What exactly are you laughing about? Don’t you agree? So, it appears that you will be punished tonight!” He dilated his pupils.

“No! What are you doing, Donald? Put me down! I haven’t had a bath yet!”

“I’ll do the washing for you!”

“No!”