Divorced: My Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 2

**At the Thompson group**

Pascal Thompson arrived at his company and parked his black car, a Mercedes Benz GLC, in the garage. He grinned, getting out of his car and rushing into the building, which was a three-story structure.

"Good morning, sir," the female receptionist on the ground floor welcomed Pascal. The two women stood up, slightly bowed their heads. They wore white shirts and black straight skirts paired with black shoes. They were both fair-skinned and in their mid-20s.

"Morning. Has the Heiress of the Williams family arrived?" Pascal asked, excitedly looking at his receptionist.

"Not yet, sir. But we are awaiting her arrival," the first receptionist said with a bright smile on her pretty face, looking at Pascal's face.

"Alright. When she arrives, you should contact me," Pascal said, quickly taking the elevator and going up to the top floor where his office was. He was so excited and didn't want to tell Michelle that he had been conversing with the infamous Michelle Williams online.

Pascal knew that he was cheating on Michelle with Fiona Enzo. She had promised to help him talk to the real Michelle Williams in person to help him secure a deal with the billionaire group.

"Yes. I cannot wait to sign this mega deal," Pascal grinned, and his assistant knocked on the office door and came in.

Pascal's office was featured with white painting on the wall, having nice sets of office chairs and guest chairs.

"Sir," Gabriel Collins came into Pascal's office and greeted him, a man in his early 30s, who was also nervous and dark-skinned.

"The heiress of the Williams family has arrived," Gabriel announced, and Pascal sprang up from his office.

"Welcome her into my office," Pascal said, taking his seat back as he didn't know how best to welcome Michelle Williams.

Pascal was glad that he listened to Fiona's past advice to him after he got married to Michelle secretly.

"Pascal, I think it's best that you tell your wife to stay at home. That way, you wouldn't be in trouble to sign the deal with the real Michelle Williams. She gets annoyed easily if she sees you with a woman, and that was why she kept her identity hidden," Fiona's words rang in his mind.

Pascal wasted no time and mandated that Michelle stayed at home, and he believes that was the best step to take to wealth.

The office door unlocked, and Fiona Enzo entered the office, followed by Gabriel Collins.

"What?!" Pascal sprang up from his office chair in shock.

"Fiona, what are you doing here? Where is the real heiress of the Williams family that you informed me was coming over today?" Pascal asked Fiona with anger, looking at her like she had automatically grown a horn on her head.

Fiona Enzo grinned. She wore a red body-con dress that perfectly accentuated her figure. Together with shining black pair of shoes.

"Calm down, Patrick. There's something we need to discuss, and for me to tell you the truth," Fiona said, moving over to Pascal's office chair to meet him.

"And what's that about?" Pascal asked Fiona in confusion. His brows furrowed in a straight line, as he watched her walk up to meet him.

"Pascal," Fiona began as she finally approached him. Her hands gently holding him by his shirt to calm down.

"I am the real heiress to the Williams family. I am the real Michelle Williams, that hid her identity so that the world can mind their business after my last messy heartbreak," Fiona faked her tears, sobbing in Pascal's chest.

"What?!" Pascal stood confused and looked at Gabriel in shock, who also looked at them in shock, too.

"Um..." Without being told, Gabriel pulled the office door open and swiftly exited Pascal's office.

"Calm down, babe. This is not why you should be crying. You should have told me the truth about your identity since," Pascal said, a look of relief washing over him, and Fiona nodded.

"I know. But your wife, she was my friend. She stole my real name and used it for her personal gain," Fiona began, and Pascal looked at her in confusion.

"Michelle? Does she know that you are the real heiress of the Williams family? I have asked her before when I first met her, and she told me that she doesn't know anyone from the Williams family," Pascal said, his head aching with the newly found revelation. He did not know who to believe: his wife or her friend.

"Michelle knows. She was my childhood friend. My father supported her, and Michelle, her real name is Mary Elliott." Fiona brought out a throwback picture from her handbag and showed Pascal.

The photo was a picture of Fiona and Mr. Pedro.

"Mary is your wife's real identity. Her mother was a cook, and after I told her that I don't want to use my name anymore, she adopted it. She promised to never tell anyone the truth, and that was why she swore never to reveal the truth to you. But I have fallen in love with you, Pascal, and I cannot continue to hide my true identity from you." Fiona clutched Pascal's shirt tightly and cried. She looked so pitiful, and Pascal bought her story.

"It's okay. I should have known the truth. Michelle or Mary lied to me about her real identity, and not only that, her family was alive, and she lied about everything to me. But why?" Pascal ran a hand through his hair, and Fiona told him, "She's an impostor. But I do not want to report her to my father. It will ruin your affairs with him. I have already told Larry Williams, my older brother about your business proposal, and he promised to sign it. Thus, you have to divorce Mary so that you and I can become married. Only after that can you become a member of my family, and there's no going back."

"..." Pascal was confused with all the new revelations.

"Fiona, I don't know if I can divorce Michelle. As a matter of fact, I am still shocked and confused by all you have said. Are you sure that Michelle knew the Williams family and she lied to me?" Pascal asked, his expression turning icy.

"Calm down, babe. You know that's why I told you to send Michelle away from here. I cannot stand seeing her with you and knowing that she is a deceitful person. I tried to put up with it, but I cannot. I think it's high time we tell Michelle the truth about our relationship, and you will see that she cannot deny it," Fiona said, her expression icy.

"Really?" Pascal asked, the woman sitting on his thighs.

"Yes. Trust me. I wouldn't lie to you," Fiona replied, grasping Pascal by his necktie. She drew her face nearer and kissed him passionately on his lips.

Pascal couldn't resist Fiona's charm. He was happy that she was going to help him.

"Do you promise to help me get this partnership with the William's family? I am so glad that I made the right choice and chose you over Michelle. Michelle is not my type, but I always felt that she has something hidden up her sleeve with the way she did help me elevate my company the first time," Pascal said, hesitant to strip off Fiona's red dress. His hand cupped her boobs and she grinned.

"Don't worry. I will help you to secure the deal, and Michelle would be so embarrassed to see that she has been living on my fortune, my family name. Do you recall the partnership with the Lawrence group? I was the one who helped Mary with it, after she came begging me. All the past deals, I did help her, and now, I cannot continue to hide. I want the whole world to know that I am alive, and I have found love again," Fiona said, smiling as she looked at Pascal's face directly.

"I want us to become official, and you know what that means, more partnership with the Williams group," Fiona concluded, and kissed Pascal's lips once more.

"Come on, babe, I cannot resist you anymore. I also have one more good news for you, but that's after I finish with you first," Fiona said, standing up from Pascal's thighs.

"What's the good news about?" Pascal asked her in a hoarse voice. As he looked at her hungrily.

"You wait for it. I need to get off this red dress first," Fiona said, reaching for her zip to undress, as she wore a black stiletto.

"Babe, we are in my office. Let's wait until we get to the hotel room like usual," Pascal said, wanting to refute, but Fiona stopped him.

"No, babe. Don't you want the deal with the Williams company again? I want you now. So no excuses," Fiona took off her red dress, and Pascal swallowed hard.

Fiona moved to meet Pascal on his office chair, getting on her knees, she took off his belt and released his flesh to her view.

With a swift motion, she used pleasured him with her tongue while Pascal moaned aloud in his office, enjoying Fiona's relentless actions. He held her head and guide her to continue pleasuring him, and taking his whole length into her mouth and touching her throat.

Pascal knew it was one thing his wife at home lacked - a good love-making skill like a wild cat. Just like Fiona.

Fiona continued to work on Pascal with her tongue, sucking faster until he arrived and released himself in her mouth. She rose on her feet and swallowed all his release.

Pascal stripped off his trousers, forgetting that he was in an office. He came and stood behind Fiona's bare back. Bending her over his office desk, he parted her thighs to grant him entrace.

Making some space on his office desk, Pascal positoned Fiona comfortable and he picked up his office line and contacted his assistant, Gabriel's office line.

"Don't let anyone into my office, and attend to the clients arriving. I have important business to take care of with Fiona, the real heiress of the Williams group," Pascal said, as he rubbed his erection against Fiona's inviting entrance.

"Alright, sir," Gabriel replied, feeling something was off, but he dare not disobey his boss.

The office line ended, and Gabriel went further and contacted Pascal's secretary, Loretta to direct the staff to his own office.

"Loretta, don't let any client into the boss's office. Direct them to my office ASAP."

"Alright, sir," Loretta replied and the call ended. While they continued with their office work, and seeing the other clients arriving.