The CEO Cheated On Livestream With My Credit Card Chapter 02

The CEO Cheated On Livestream With My Credit Card Chapter 02

Five years ago, he was just an ordinary office worker.

We fell in love and got married. I transferred some of my shares to him and slowly handed the company over for him to run.

But I was still the majority shareholder.

I ignored Celeste and looked at Simon.

“Don’t forget,” I said. “Everything you have, I gave you. And I can take it back anytime.”

Simon’s eyes flashed with mockery. “Natalie, this company became Ashford’s biggest success story in five years because of me. You? You’re just a housewife who plays with cookware at home.”

“Let me tell you the truth. I’ve been faking it for years. You really thought I loved you? That I wanted to marry you?”

“Every time I saw that entitled princess act of yours, it made me sick.”

“From the moment I met you, you were nothing but a stepping stone to success.”

He wrapped his arm around Celeste and walked toward the villa next door without looking back.

I stood there, my body shaking uncontrollably.

Five years of relying on each other. And it was all a trap he’d carefully woven.

I thought about all those nights he cooked for me. The way he stayed by my bed when I was sick. Now those memories cut through me like blades.

Deep inside, something inside me shattered for good.

I shot a text to every shareholder. Tomorrow at two, we were having a meeting.

Did he really think the company grew so fast on its own?

Every business partner only worked with us because he was the Hale family’s son-in-law.

I was one day away from proving to my mother that I hadn’t made a mistake. That love didn’t have to mean matching social status.

One day away from telling Simon that I was actually the sole heir to the Hale family—one of the most powerful, private dynasties in the country.

My heart slowly steadied.

I had misjudged him. Overestimated who he really was.

The next day, I put on my suit and got to the office an hour early.

I swiped my personal keycard over the sensor. Nothing.

I tried again and again. Same result.

I clenched the card so hard it dug into my palm.

Simon had revoked my access.

I walked to the front desk. “Can you swipe me up? Floor Fifty.”

The receptionist didn’t even look up. “Sorry, we don’t have that access.”

That was impossible. I’d set the rule myself when I founded the company. Every front desk got a building-wide keycard for exactly this situation.

“I’m Natalie Hale, the majority shareholder,” I said. “I have the right to access any floor in this building. Get me an elevator. Now.”

The receptionist barely lifted her eyes. A smirk tugged at her lips. “Majority shareholder? Lady, did you forget to take your meds?”

She held up her gold access badge and waved it in front of me. “Mr. Chase gave strict orders. No Natalie Hale allowed. Not even with a dog.”

“But if you really want to go up, I’ll do you a favor. See that fire exit stairwell? You can climb. It’s only fifty floors. Should take you an hour or two.”

I was furious. I hadn’t expected Simon to stoop this low.

A shrill voice came from behind me.

“Well, well, Natalie. Still standing here? What’s the matter, can’t get in?”

“Get on your knees and bow down to me ten times, and maybe—just maybe—I’ll think about taking you up.”

Celeste looped her arm through Simon’s and waved her keycard in the air.

Simon shot me a cold look. “Natalie, you’re so overestimating yourself. A shareholders’ meeting?”

“Fine. Today I’ll show you exactly who owns everything now.”

“If you’d just stayed home like a good little wife, I might’ve toss you some crumbs. Let you keep playing the spoiled wife.”

I let out a dry laugh. “Pocket money?”

“Simon, you’ve got some nerve.”

“If it weren’t for me, you’d still be some low-level employee making minimum wage. You wouldn’t even be qualified to talk to me.”

Simon snorted. “Is that right?”

He looked around at everyone in the lobby. “If anyone swipes her up today without my say-so, you’re fired on the spot.”

Then he turned, arm still around Celeste, and stepped into the private executive elevator.

Everyone nearby scattered. Nobody wanted to be seen near me.

I glanced at my watch. Thirty minutes until the meeting started.

I couldn’t keep the board waiting.

I took a deep breath and walked slowly toward the fire exit stairwell.

I slipped off my heels and started climbing.

Fifth floor. Tenth floor. Twentieth floor.

Sweat ran down my temples. My calves ached and trembled.

I couldn’t stop. I pushed myself harder.

Floor Fifty. I made it.

My shirt was soaked. I looked completely wrecked.

I checked my watch. Two minutes left.

I ducked into the bathroom, fixed myself up as best I could, and walked out just in time.

I pushed open the boardroom door.

“Sorry to keep everyone—”

I froze.

The massive room was completely empty.

“Ha ha ha ha…”

A shrill laugh echoed behind me.

Simon walked in with Celeste on his arm.

“I can’t believe you actually climbed the fire exit stairwell,” he said.

Celeste stepped closer, then fanned the air in front of her nose like she smelled something disgusting.

“Whew. All that sweat. You really reek.”

Simon’s mouth curled into a mocking smile. “Surprised, Natalie? Not a single person showed up.”

“Without my approval, you can’t even get a janitor to listen to you, let alone the shareholders. No one takes orders from you anymore.”

He pulled out his phone right in front of me. “Call every shareholder. Tell them to get to the boardroom.”