Chapter 3
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Michelle rushed out of the house, holding a black lunch box in her hand. It wasn't her habit to take lunch to Pascal before, but today, she wanted to pay him a surprise visit and also because Larry had insisted that she brings the report about Pascal's company that he requested.
Getting into her car in the garage of their duplex, Michelle took a deep breath, remembering that Pascal had told her to stay at home and not bother to bring him lunch or to come and see him in his office.
"I have to do this. I promise to tell Pascal the truth tonight, but I have to investigate the company on my own," Michelle said.
Taking in a deep breath, she brought out her car key and ignited her red car. She drove out of her husband's house and drove straight to the Thompson's Group.
It was a 30-minute drive from her home. As Michelle arrived at the Thompson Group, she drove her car into the premises and parked it.
As she got out of the car, grabbing the lunch bag, Michelle saw her husband's best friend, Kaleb Tristan, arrive.
Kaleb wore a black suit, white shirt, and black polished shoes. He was very attractive, light-skinned, and tall.
"Hi, Michelle," Kaleb greeted Michelle nervously. He acted nervous whenever he was around her.
Michelle thought Kaleb was probably hiding something from her with the way he acts bashfully, but she doesn't dare to ask him, not wanting to make him uncomfortable.
"Good afternoon," she said, stopping to greet him.
"I came to deliver lunch to Pascal," Michelle added, as Kaleb offered her a handshake and shook hands with her.
"I see," Kaleb grinned, and withdrew his hand back. He secretly liked Michelle and felt bad that Pascal wasn't honest with her.
Kaleb knew Pascal was cheating on Michelle with Fiona, even as they got married barely three months ago.
"I want to see you and ask you about something, Michelle," Kaleb began, and Michelle asked him, "About what?" She looked at his face, meeting his deep blue eyes.
His eyes were as enchanting as the Pacific Ocean, and Michelle quickly looked away. She prefers to look at the company building, wanting to go inside and deliver her husband's lunch.
"What do you want to ask me about?" Michelle asked Kaleb shyly, looking back at his face. He said, "I want to ask you on a date."
"What?! Do you forget that I am your best friend's wife?" Michelle asked, glaring at Kaleb, and unable to believe her ears.
"I know," Kaleb smiled. "You don't have to remind me of that. I know that you and Pascal are married, but he might not be satisfying you in bed. Or don't you think you need someone else?"
[Slap] Michelle couldn't explain when her right hand flew and came into contact with Kaleb's left cheek. She glared at him and warned him, "Don't you dare to say such nonsense to me again! Get it? Unless I will make you regret it!"
Michelle marched away from Kaleb, unable to believe his audacity. She swiftly swirls around and went back into the company, going up to the top floor where Pascal's office was. Her anger boiling as she went away.
Kaleb caressed his cheek. He couldn't get the image of Michelle out of his mind, especially after he had seen her in only a white towel strapped around her chest.
There was a tattoo on her right chest, and he felt drawn to staring at her big boobs the day he saw her in only towel.
Kaleb couldn't help but wonder why Pascal was cheating on a God-given beauty like Michelle, over Fiona, who he assumed was a leftover meal.
Kaleb massages his left cheek warmly, feeling warmth, and said, "I'm going to get Michelle, whether you like it or not. Wait until you find out who is more despicable between me and your husband." He grinned and went into the company building too.
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Arriving at the top floor, Loretta quickly rushed out of her transparent glass office to stop Michelle from going straight into Pascal's office.
"I'm sorry, ma'am. But you cannot go inside now to see my boss. He's in a very important meeting right now," Loretta said nervously, not until she heard the loud sound of someone moaning in Pascal's office, that even Michelle's brows furrowed.
"What kind of meeting is he having during lunch hour? Let me in and get out of my way!" Michelle pushed Loretta aside, and she hastily went straight for Pascal's office door and unlocked it.
However, Michelle met the shock of her life. Her husband was half-naked in his office, thrusting deeply into Fiona's core from behind.
"Yeah! Babe, give it to me harder! Yeah! Ah! Fûck!" Fiona cried, as Pascal slammed himself faster into her behind.
His hard thrust, shaking his office desk, and reverberated through his office walls, until Michelle screamed aloud in a high-pitched voice, "Pascal!!"
The duo froze. Pascal's c**k was still deeply buried within Fiona's core.
Guilt washed over him, seeing his wife standing by the door, the lunch box slipped off and on the ground.
Pascal was so close to coming, but due to the shame, of seeing even his secretary looking at him in horror.
Everyone knew how Pascal married Michelle three months ago, and stopped her from coming to the company.
Pascal shamefully withdrew himself away from Fiona's back, and wore his shorts ASAP.
Fiona wasn't bothered with Michelle's catching her. She grinned, unsatisfied but she wasn't ashamed.
She went to pick up her red dress to wear it and cover her unclad body.
"Pascal, how could you?" Michelle asked with tears.
Kaleb also arrived at the same time, and caught them too.
Pascal moved back to his office chair and replied, "I'm so sorry, Michelle. I didn't mean for any of this to happen. But Fiona is the real heiress of the Williams family."
Pascal's hands moved to hug Fiona's waist. Fiona smiled and nodded nervously, "Yes." And Pascal continued.
"Fiona promised to help me get the contract with the Williams group, and she told me that you were fake, and knew it that she was the real daughter of Mr. Pedro Williams. Yet you hid it from me," Pascal glared at his wife, not caring that she caught him just cheating on her.
"That's right, babe. I am the real heiress of the Williams family," Fiona repeated, hugging Pascal back. She even went as far as kissing him on his lips in front of everyone.
Michelle stood by the office door, feeling like the ground should open and swallow her.
She looked from Pascal to Fiona's face with disbelief. She felt so ashamed of them, not knowing why she had been in so many deceitful relationships.
Even after she lied about her status and hid her family from Pascal. Yet she was still cheated upon.
"Let's get a divorce," Pascal announced, snapping Michelle out of her trance.
Sh looked at him, her eyes filled with tears.
"A divorce?" Michelle asked, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Yes." Pascal replied coldly. "I cannot be married to a liar and a fake woman like you. Fiona Enzo here is the real daughter of Mr. Pedro, and she will help me to get the contract with Larry Williams. Isn't that right, baby?" Pascal asked Fiona once more, kissing her on her right cheek as she stood beside him, near his office desk.
"Right," Fiona replied, and avoided meeting Michelle's gaze as she looked away from Michelle and muttered.
"Michelle, I cannot believe that you would lie to your husband about me. I took you as a friend, yet you deceived Pascal into marrying you. You were never the true Michelle Williams, and you lied with my name and identity. That's fraudulent, but I will like it to go, since I now have your husband."
Kaleb stood by the door, looking from Fiona to Michelle in shock.
"Fiona..." Michelle hissed, anger boiling with her heart. Her head spinning and wanting to explode.
"You lied to my husband about me, and told him that I am fake! Even though, I told you that I hid my family from him, just so that I can experience true love. How dare you do this to me, Fiona?" Michelle yelled, and burst out crying, confusing Pascal the more who moved away from Fiona and looked at her in shock.
Michelle wiped her tears and looked at Pascal. "I cannot believe that you are like them.. All men are the same after all. I was thinking you would be different. You would love me genuinely, not for my family's wealth and name, and yet, after everything I did for you, you fell for this scum, liar, and cheat!" Michelle pointed at Fiona, who flinched after hearing the remarks.
The whole staff working at the Thompson Group, gathered in front of Pascal's office to find out what was going on.
Some staff brought out their phones and recorded the event on live stream.
The rumor had spread out like wildfire with headlines news that CEO Pascal Thompson of the Thompson Group, was caught pants down in his office with his wife's best friend, Fiona Enzo.
"What nonsense is Mary taking about?" Pascal asked Fiona, who quickly recomposed herself and said, "I don't know, babe. I am the real heiress, and I can prove it."
"Shut up!!" Michelle yelled and marched up to meet Fiona. She grasped Fiona by her long blonde hair, and smacked her hard, across the left face.
"Shut up! You bastard! I am going to deal with you today, and make you regret it. The day that you think that you can mess with me and my husband. After everything I did for you. My father clothed you, and fed you like his own child. Yet, you openly ruined me and slander my name. You're nothing compared to me! You bìtch!!" Michelle continued to smack Fiona's face, left and right. Her right hand gripped strongly on Fiona's hair, as she yanked it very hard.
Pascal was shocked out of the blues. As he had never seen Michelle this strong before.
Michelle always acted calm and obedient, like a submissive wife, that he wondered where she got that iron grip from.
Michelle continued smacking Fiona's face, slapping her left and right cheek in anger, until Kaleb rushed to pull her away.
"It's okay, Michelle. Calm down!" Kaleb grabbed Michelle away from smacking Fiona's red face. He carried Michelle by her waist, and she struggled to get away from him.
"Get away from me, Kaleb!" Michelle yelled, smacking his hands off. As she rushed to pick up her black handbag, and fled Pascal's office.
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