Betrayed By Husband And Son: Rise Of A Billionaire Wife novel Chapter 6

As we walked towards the staff quarters, Emily filled me in: "I noticed you didn't ask why so many workers left at once.” She didn't wait for me to speak before she continued. “The resort is going bankrupt. Mark is doing everything to save it, but those ungrateful workers,” she hissed. “They were all poached by our rival resort.”

'Going bankrupt?!' My mind screamed.

'But I need money and...' I swallowed hard. And turned my head to look at her. She was watching me with shinning eyes, as if expecting I would stay.

I took a deep breath. Well, maybe what I needed the most right now wasn't money, but a place to cool off, and people who didn't judge me.

With that, I smiled, “Don't worry, I'm not like them.”

She smiled, “I know.”

I raised a brow. “How would you know?”

She chuckled, “You're here to hide, Adele, the last thing I'd do if I were in your shoes was to go to where my ex-husband would find me.”

My eyes widened. “You saw the news?”

She scoffed. “Who in this country hasn't? If they missed the divorce brouhaha, trust me, no one would miss the birthday drama. But I trust you're not insane as they made it out to be." Then she added under her breath. "Whoever trusts a public figure with seemingly no flaws, begged to be deceived.”

Emily's blunt honesty and kindness dismantled my defenses entirely. I nodded vigorously, still chuckling through tears: "You have no idea how much your trust means to me right now..."

My ex-husband, like she said, had no flaws... In public. Most people believed he was perfect.

She smiled softly and handed me a uniform. "Get changed, Adele. We need to save this resort – partly because Mark's a great boss, but mostly because I want to see Ryan Thompson's face when he finds out you're thriving without him."

My heart soared – finally, someone was on my side!

Then, I forgot to ask why she seemed to hate him. But this, I'd know soon enough.

…

The uniform was a bit too tight and short, but Emily assured me that I'd get my fit before next month.

Immediately, I got into work mode. The few remaining staff weren't idling either… We were just five, plus Mark and a cleaner.

My job was to prepare rooms for the unexpected arrival of the Coastal Living magazine food critic and their entourage – 10 luxury suites needed flawless preparation within the hour.

Emily briefed me quickly: "Fresh linens, replenish mini-bars, vacuum and dust – Mark wants perfection tonight."

I dove into work, my mind briefly escaping Ryan's sabotage and my precarious life situation.

As I worked diligently, Sarah, the quiet staff member who'd whispered to me earlier, helped alongside me.

She spoke softly while we worked: "Adele, Emily trusts you instantly... she only does that with people she thinks have been wrongly hurt."

I looked at her curiously, my hands pausing on the bed sheets. "Do you think Ryan Thompson hurt me wrongly, Sarah?"

She nodded vigorously. “Every news outlet makes you out to be crazy, but your eyes look haunted, not insane.”

I swallowed hard, my hands resuming their work. Finally! People who didn't make me look insane or judge me.

Perhaps, I've found my home. I've found where I belong.

We finished the rest of the work in silence. And an hour later, Mark gathered us in his office, his face somber as he announced, “You all can retire for the night. They've canceled.”

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