Modern Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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Flash Marriage To The Ruthless Tycoon
I was a broke clinic doctor drowning in debt, so I took a confidential job to evaluate a billionaire heir's fertility. I marched into the VIP ICU, pinned the struggling patient down, and injected a sedative. I finished the extraction and loudly declared to the family lawyer that the Holt heir was completely sterile. But then, a chilling laugh echoed from the doorway. The real heir, Jarrod Holt, the tyrant of Wall Street, stepped in. I had just sterilized his younger brother right in front of him. Facing a decade in federal prison, I was completely at his mercy. To make things worse, my arrogant ex-boyfriend tried to publicly humiliate me, and my greedy uncle threatened to burn my dead mother's belongings for ransom. I was pushed to the absolute brink of ruin. But instead of destroying me, Jarrod offered a terrifying lifeline. He bought out a Manhattan high-rise in five minutes just to ruin my ex, then handed me a marriage contract. I was terrified and deeply confused. Why would this ruthless billionaire force a nobody into a fake marriage? He knew details about my past that no one should know. Did he discover my hidden identity as 'E', the underground surgeon the entire medical world was hunting for? With my back against the wall, I signed the prenuptial agreement. "I do," I whispered at City Hall. He shoved his heavy, antique family ring onto my finger. It was supposed to be strictly business with absolutely no physical contact, but when his lips crashed violently onto mine, I knew I had just sold my soul to the devil./0/81654/coverorgin.jpg?v=27ef56c18e1e1f2e220a39684369475f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A New Chapter, A New Win
Jake, the celebrated captain of Phoenix Rising, had just led his team to an epic Grand Finals victory. His wife and team owner, Alexis, beaming on stage, announced a $200,000 performance bonus for his triumph. He thought things were finally looking up, perhaps even for their marriage. But the promised cash bonus quickly turned to ash in his mouth when it arrived not as money, but as worthless digital tokens. Simultaneously, Alexis lavished a $200,000 cash signing bonus and a luxury sports car on Ethan, a new recruit with average skills but a massive social media following. When Jake confronted her, Alexis waved him off, citing "brand optics" and Ethan's "engagement metrics" as more important than Jake's championship wins. Loyal young players who spoke up for Jake were swiftly punished, silencing dissent within the team. The callous disregard for their shared history escalated; he found himself locked out of his own home by Alexis, accused of being "irresponsible" after just wanting a night out. She even forgot their sacred shared day, his mother's death anniversary, only to plan a lavish launch party for Ethan on that exact date. He felt a deep, sickening knot of betrayal and injustice twisting in his gut. How could the woman he'd built everything with, the team they'd founded from scratch, treat him with such calculated cruelty and contempt? Was his value truly zero compared to a TikTok hype machine? The final blow came in front of the entire team: when Ethan faked an injury, Alexis slapped Jake across the face, screamed at him to apologize, and then handed him a promotional gaming mouse as his "severance," demanding he teach his replacement, Ethan, how to be captain. That burning sting on his cheek became the fire of his resolve./0/85223/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106205818&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayal's Echo: A Husband's Reckoning
The air in the bank was cold, a stark contrast to the warm spring day outside. I shifted, the familiar ache in my leg a dull reminder of my past, as the teller tapped at her keyboard. "I'm sorry, Mr. Hayes," she said, "I can't seem to find a joint account under that name for you." I frowned, "That's not possible. It's a joint savings, with my wife, Sarah Hayes. We've had it for years." "I see a Sarah Hayes," the teller replied slowly, "but the account lists her as Sarah Miller. And you are not listed as a signatory." Miller. The name hit me like a physical blow. My former commanding officer. The man whose orders had sent my team into an ambush, ending my career and leaving me with a leg full of metal. My world tilted as I stumbled out of the bank, clutching a phone that shook in my hand. Then, I heard her voice, bright and cheerful. "Liam! Honey, is everything okay?" "I heard your voicemail, Sarah." My voice was eerily flat. Silence. Then, a choked sound. "Liam... I can explain..." "No," I cut her off. "There's nothing to explain. I just called to say... congratulations." I hung up, the emptiness inside me starting to fill with a purpose I hadn't felt since I wore the uniform. They thought I was a broken man, a harmless relic. They were about to find out how wrong they were./1/104690/coverorgin.jpg?v=7c6408162ff7e6f557d2dee5ec12c56a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Pregnant Wife's Billionaire Retribution
My husband tore my ultrasound report to shreds at a gala, publicly declaring me barren to protect his mistress. I was visibly pregnant, but he erased me, our child, and my truth with a single, cruel lie. So I faked my death and disappeared. Five years later, I returned, no longer a fragile wife but a hardened salvage expert with a fortune. I walked into a high-stakes auction where Emerson was the top bidder. I let my son, his spitting image, make the first move. Then, I stepped from the shadows and calmly raised my paddle. "Seven hundred fifty million."/0/42396/coverorgin.jpg?v=20230902222835&imageMogr2/format/webp)
DEEVANO
High school students who are smart and achievers are highly praised by all teachers. But for other students no one dared to approach him. Because of its closed and quiet nature. He will only speak when necessary. The thing he likes the most is taking pictures. No matter how small it is in the eyes of a Devano, it will look beautiful if it is photographed by him. Unfortunately both parents did not support their own child's talent. His father was only obsessed with making Devano an international math champion like himself. Meanwhile, the mother really wants to make Devano a celebrity. His parents often quarreled over this problem. Devano continues to be forced to take various lessons. Language lessons, math lessons and even model lessons. Everything Devano does. He absolutely could not refuse the wishes of his parents. Until in the end he met a woman who was different from the others. Transfer student named Bea Miller. Her arrival stunned a school because of her mixed-German and Indonesian beauty. It's a thousand pity, even though she's beautiful, Bea is really very naughty. He even moved to school because of his bad behavior at the previous school. It turned out that Bea had just realized that Devono was her neighbour. Even just past one house. They both have met. At that time, Bea left her house secretly to attend a concert. When he settles down and manages to get out of his house. He walked past Devano's house. Suddenly his ears heard the noise in the house. Beapun's feet stopped out of curiosity and he saw beside the house that Devano was seen leaving quietly. It's possible to avoid his parents who are fighting. Finally from there they started to be friends. Even though previously Devano was very uncomfortable with Bea's behavior. But Devano is very happy to have found a friend like Bea. They are very different. Bea looks extroverted while Devano is completely introverted. That difference actually makes them feel like they have found the friend they have been looking for. They often meet in the garden of his house complex. Their meetings are also always over twelve o'clock at night. Because they don't want their parents to know. They discuss whatever they like. Devano also became talkative when he was with Bea. Reveals everything he feels to Bea. Because Bea can be a good listener. Sometimes they also study together. Bea will only study if there is an exam. Bea was very happy to get a high test score because Devano taught it. This made Bea really want to give a gift to Devano because she was happy to get good grades. Finally Devano wants to ask for a gift that is a request. Devano's request was very easy for bea. Devano really wants to just go to the beach one day. For a full day. From morning to night. Because all this time Devano's days were full of busy learning. Bea agreed and promised to grant the request. Bea tries to lie to Devano's parents. Bea lies that there will be a special camp event at her school and Bea manages to lie to Mama and Papa Devano. The two of them finally enjoyed the beautiful beach atmosphere until the evening. That evening Devano came home and his parents did not suspect anything. Until the next day Devano was sick. His parents became very angry. Because Devano is sick. That caused Devano to be unable to take part in the national level math competition. Mama papa Devano got angry until they found out that the cause of it all was because of Bea. Bad boy who is in the same class as Devano. Devano finally moved to a new school at the behest of his parents. Meanwhile, Bea was devastated to part with a friend like Devano. But the breakup actually made both of them better. Devano, who at first could not refuse his parents' wishes. Now Devano manages to be himself. It was all because of Bea's motivation when she was in high school. Now Devano is an international photographer whose services are very expensive. Meanwhile, Bea is now very smart. He became foreign minister./0/84899/coverorgin.jpg?v=e9a274b551259532f817ecb336f5fbdc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Bonus That Broke Me
I had given ten years of my life to Scott & Associates, a law firm I built from the ground up, making myself indispensable as their senior paralegal and handling everything from client intake to IT. My boss, Mr. Scott, had promised me a partnership for years, a dream I clung to, along with my significant five-figure Christmas bonus that barely acknowledged my worth. Then, his newly-graduated niece, Madisyn, arrived as "Operations Manager" and immediately announced a drastic, public pay cut, effective immediately. The harassment began almost instantly-forced to clean toilets, fix jammed copiers, and endure petty humiliations while Mr. Scott watched and approved. But the real blow came when I learned Madisyn had slashed my bonus from five figures to a mere thousand dollars, falsely accusing me of laziness to justify her actions. Every shred of loyalty I had withered, replaced by a cold fury at their betrayal and utter disregard for my dedication. They had no idea what they had just unleashed. I didn't just quit; I walked out, knowing my meticulous records would soon expose their financial crimes and tear their entire empire down./1/117344/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260605150151&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Spectacular Comeback Of The Unwanted Wife
For eight years, Athena loved Caswell Maldonado in secret, enduring a hollow marriage while wearing a black lace veil to hide the horrific facial scars he assumed she still had. But just as her face was flawlessly healed through secret treatments, he handed her a cold divorce agreement, publicly announcing that his mistress, Hayden, was pregnant with his child. When his grandfather's sudden illness triggered a legal clause that froze the divorce, Athena was forced back into the family estate, trapped with a man who treated her like a fired employee. Hayden seized the chance to humiliate her. She called Athena to a VIP cafe, flaunting her designer maternity dress and viciously mocking her hidden face. "Caswell said you were like a dead piece of wood. He is disgusted every time he has to look at your ruined face!" Hayden even tried to steal the memory of the one night Caswell and Athena had accidentally slept together in a dark hotel room, proudly claiming she was the woman crying underneath him. Athena realized she had wasted her youth on a blind, unfaithful bastard who despised a monster of his own imagination. The sheer audacity of this hypocritical snake trying to claim her husband and her only memories made her blood boil. She wasn't going to cower in a guest room and play the pathetic, trapped victim anymore. Athena put on her sharpest power suit, walked into that cafe, and prepared to rip Hayden's perfect little lie to shreds./0/50832/coverorgin.jpg?v=b2074d3db6531c76fa8dda22381a837f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Yate Heiress
"This is your International passport, pack your things and leave right now" Charlotte yelled. "And if I don't? What will you do?" Annabel asked from the ground where Clive held her tightly. "Then watch me throw your baby from the window," Charlotte said. She pulled the baby from the legs and brought out her hand to the window. The frightening sight made Annabel let out a scream, she struggled to get up from the ground, but Clive kicked her mercilessly, blood spilling from her mouth. "Please don't kill my baby, I will do anything you want me to do" she pleaded. "Good girl, now pack your things we are leaving this place right now"/1/127402/coverorgin.jpg?v=2b6df74295a859963ee106cf47c3e851&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mute Bride's Dead Groom Came Back To Life
Betrayed by her half-sister, Katherine was forced to marry a man everyone believed was dead. After being thrown into his coffin, she was shocked to discover Wyatt was still alive. Using her medical skills, she saved him, only for him to grab her throat the moment he woke. "Did you do this?" She shook her head and thought, "If I'd known you were such a jerk, I would've finished you off!" Everyone jeered that Wyatt had married a mute, unattractive, and clueless bumpkin from the countryside. But it turned out she was a famous healer, a top hacker, a master designer, an e-sports champion, and a star composer! When everyone accused her of being difficult and vengeful, Wyatt pulled her into an embrace. "I love the way she is-any objections?"/1/102095/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106222216&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Success Is The Best Revenge, Darling
It took seven years for Ethan to convince me I was the center of his universe, and exactly seven weeks for his "business partner," Chloe, to prove I was just a placeholder. I was the woman who ironed his shirts and managed his schedule, yet she was the one he comforted at 2 AM. But the real end didn't come with a fight. It came with an explosion. At a family gathering, a gas heater malfunctioned. Glass shattered, and fire erupted. In that split second of life or death, Ethan didn't look for me. He threw his body over Chloe. He shielded her from the flames, cocooning her in his arms, whispering frantically to her while I stood twenty feet away, watching my boyfriend of seven years act like I didn't exist. When I confronted him later, he didn't apologize. Instead, he let Chloe carve her initials over ours on our anniversary tree. When I tried to stop them, he shoved me into the dirt to comfort her over a broken nail. "You are dead to me, Ava," he screamed. "Jealousy makes you ugly." He thought I would beg. He thought I was an appliance he could unplug and plug back in whenever he wanted. He was arrogant enough to believe I would always be there, waiting for his scraps. He was wrong. While he was playing hero to his mistress, I didn't cry. I booked a one-way ticket to Portland, snapped my SIM card in half, and vanished. By the time he realized the silence in his apartment wasn't peace, but abandonment, I was already gone./1/108584/coverorgin.jpg?v=785c624bc6dcab688290d8d4588cd87a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Marrying My Ex's Ruthless Uncle
I'm Kailee Lynn. On the night of my engagement party, my fiancé Julian left me standing alone in front of every wealthy guest in the city, humiliating me without a single shred of mercy. I became the biggest laughingstock of high society overnight, written off as a nobody from a small town with no status, no backing, and no right to stand among them. Everyone looked down on me, convinced I was weak and easy to push around. But I've never been one to swallow insults or accept defeat. Instead of fleeing in shame, I turned and walked straight toward the darkest, most intimidating figure in the entire banquet hall-Ervin Hendricks, the reclusive and ruthless fifth heir of the powerful Hendricks family. Rumors followed him everywhere: they said he was confined to a wheelchair, cold-blooded, dangerously unhinged, and cruel enough to ruin anyone who crossed him. The entire room held its breath, certain I was walking straight to my doom. I lifted my chin, met his sharp gaze steadily, and spoke in a calm, unshakable tone: "Ervin Hendricks. Marry me. I'll clear every obstacle in your path and help you seize everything that belongs to you. In return, you'll stand by my side and shield me from this world's cruelty." In the blink of an eye, I went from Julian's discarded fiancée to his aunt by marriage, the official Mrs. Hendricks. The whole town waited eagerly to watch me break down, to see me suffer at Ervin's hands and beg for mercy. They had no clue I was hiding far more than they could ever imagine. I'm the elite medical genius that top hospitals beg to consult, the unbeatable hacker who can crack any system in minutes, the hidden tycoon pulling strings behind global empires, and the secret powerhouse even the most elite families dare not cross. One by one, my true identities were unveiled, and every person who once mocked me fell silent, bowing to my power. As for Julian? He watched me rise from a social outcast to the most feared and respected woman in the city, standing proudly beside the all-powerful Ervin Hendricks. Meanwhile, his own fortune crumbled, his reputation was in tatters, and the life he'd chased after leaving me turned into a complete disaster. He was consumed by regret, so desperate he lost his mind. He chased me down at every high-society event, his eyes red with guilt and desperation, pleading for forgiveness, groveling to take back every cruel word, begging me to give him a second chance. He whined about how he'd made the worst mistake of his life, how he'd thrown away the only person who could have made him truly successful. I felt nothing but cold contempt for him. You cast me aside like worthless trash when you thought I had nothing to offer. You chose arrogance and greed over loyalty, and now you think a few empty apologies can erase that? I didn't even spare him a glance, simply linking my arm through Ervin's and stepping past him without a second thought. And then, the man everyone believed would never walk again suddenly rose from his wheelchair, pulled me tight against his chest, and whispered in a deep, soft, and utterly possessive voice that only I could hear: "Kailee. You're my little treasure, my only obsession, and the only person I'll ever love and protect with everything I have." This life, I'm taking down every enemy that wronged me, dominating every circle I step into, and making the most powerful man in the city wrap himself entirely around my finger./1/102744/coverorgin.jpg?v=70ca243ab9f154497ca361ec7f876fb2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Million-Dollar Lies, Her Vengeful Rise
My daughter Cecilia was fighting for every breath in our moldy apartment. I was a paralegal working myself to the bone, while my husband, a "struggling artist," couldn't sell a single painting. Then, I found his name on the deed to a multi-million dollar penthouse. It was a gift for his celebrity mistress, Fiona. He called our daughter's life-threatening asthma an "inconvenience." But I only snapped when Fiona stole Cecilia's inhaler at a school event, leaving her to suffocate while she smiled for the cameras. When Justin finally showed up, he ran right past our daughter to comfort his mistress. "What have you done?" he hissed at me. He thought I was just his ordinary, unambitious wife. He was about to learn that I was the one who would tear his entire empire of lies to the ground./0/61539/coverorgin.jpg?v=20241226171447&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Deceived into Acting in Mini-series
Here's the translation: "I’m on vacation and I’m planning to find a summer job. Aunt Kyla said that serving plates is too hard, so she introduced me to a job as a stunt double for a short play. I didn’t think much and went straight there, but the location turned out to be a hotel. They said they were going to film a scene where the female lead gets choked to death. When I saw that the room was full of men, I got scared and wanted to run away. But they grabbed me by the neck and pinned me down on the bed: 'What are you pretending to be a virtuous woman for? I already gave Aunt Kyla 5,000 yuan for you. You think you can escape?! Dream on!' I struggled desperately, but in the end, they tore my clothes and made me wear strange outfits, and I suffocated to death. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day Aunt Kyla introduced me to the job. Ha, such a good job is better left for your own daughter to do!"/1/106313/coverorgin.jpg?v=b685c9f02376b2d0d33fae3178a69ce1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
BLACK CARD, SOFT HEART.
Leila Jones was never meant to be seen, only used. In a family that worships perfection, she is the invisible daughter. Ignored by her father. Humiliated by her stepmother. Outshined by a sister who smiles sweetly while sharpening knives behind her back. When Leila is framed for a crime she didn't commit and betrayed by the one man she trusted, her life collapses overnight. Cast out. Disgraced. Silenced. But what her enemies don't know is this: A soft heart can still learn to be ruthless. As secrets unravel and power shifts hands, Leila must decide whether to remain the scapegoat she was raised to be, or rewrite her fate with blood, strategy, and a black card that opens doors no apology ever could. Because forgiveness is optional. And revenge is intentional. What kind of book is this? Well black card soft heart is a contemporary power rise revenge story focused on betrayal, elite family dynamics, and a woman's strategic transformation. Romance exist but it didn't save her. POWER did/1/103393/coverorgin.jpg?v=1264c4ba925629ea919c53f7e840186a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Anniversary, His Secret Wife
On my first wedding anniversary, I woke up pregnant and thrilled, waiting for my husband, Carter. But a trending TikTok video shattered my world. It showed Carter celebrating the same anniversary with a famous influencer, Kenley Mendez. He had lied to me for an entire year with a fake marriage certificate while being legally married to her. When I confronted him, he spun a story about Kenley dying of cancer, begging for my sympathy. But his lies quickly turned to violence. During a fight, he struck me so hard that I collapsed, and later that day, I miscarried our baby. To protect his perfect public image, Carter' s company then released a statement branding me as a delusional mistress. The internet exploded with hate, and I became the villain in his tragic love story. I had lost my baby, my husband, and my reputation. The man I had loved and supported for eight years had not only betrayed me but systematically destroyed my life. Lying in that cold hospital bed, with nothing left to lose, I picked up my phone. I turned off the beauty filters, looked straight into the camera, and hit 'Go Live.'/1/116371/coverorgin.jpg?v=b1c0b4aeb37241f460f1ee369059f959&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Severing Ties: Escaping My Billionaire Ex
I worked unpaid overtime for six months to secure a massive corporate deal, desperately needing the bonus to pay for my grandmother's heart medication. But the new lead director turned out to be my ex-boyfriend, Julian. The first thing he did was strip me of my title and give my position to his new intern girlfriend, Poppy. He publicly humiliated me, stranded me on a deserted highway, and ultimately got me fired. Meanwhile, my gambling father brought violent loan sharks to my frail grandmother's apartment. They kicked the coffee table and grabbed my father by the collar. "If we don't get two hundred thousand dollars by Friday, we'll take the deed and throw this old lady out onto the freezing street." But the most crushing blow wasn't the massive debt or losing my livelihood. It was Poppy slipping up in the office lobby, bragging that she and Julian had been dating for four years. Julian and I broke up exactly three years ago. He had been sleeping with her in our bed for a full year while we were still together, yet he was the one treating me like absolute garbage. Looking at my crying grandmother, my grief burned away, leaving only cold, hard fury. I pulled out my cracked phone and called a high-end real estate agent. It was time to sell the luxury Upper East Side condo Julian had gifted me, pay off the debt, and erase him from my life forever./1/104042/coverorgin.jpg?v=dfbe97bfed3fcec143ff1373c2e09b9d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Heiress's Vengeance: A Poisoned Life
My doctor gave me weeks to live. But when I went to tell my family, they didn't care about my terminal cancer. They were too busy comforting my adopted sister, Isabell, over her latest "flare-up." They manipulated me into signing over my multi-million dollar company and my entire fortune to her. Then, my husband announced he was renewing his wedding vows-with Isabell-to lift her spirits. Even my eight-year-old son begged me to support them, for his "sick" Aunt Isabell. Stripped of everything and left to die, I was a ghost in my own life, watching them celebrate my demise. But as I collapsed in a hospital parking lot, I made one last call to the estranged best friend who had warned me about them all. She rescued me, flew me to the world's best oncology center, and made a single promise. "You're not dying. And when you're better, we will burn their world to the ground."/0/85224/coverorgin.jpg?v=c5155bbeca1b7970af1369793d236362&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Heart’s Silent Divorce
The two pink lines on the pregnancy test felt like a dream. I sat on the bathtub' s edge, clutching the little plastic stick, my heart pounding with a strange, unsteady rhythm. Pregnant. After years of being told it might never happen, here it was. A wave of warm, fragile hope bloomed in my chest. A baby. Mine and Liam' s. But then my phone buzzed with a family group chat message: "Big news everyone. Sarah' s coming home." Sarah. My stepsister. Ethan' s biological sister. The one who had abandoned our family-and Liam-years ago without a word. The fragile warmth in my chest turned to ice. I crept downstairs, stopping just out of sight. Liam and Ethan were eager, buzzing with excitement, planning a welcome-home party for her. Then Ethan asked, "What about Chloe?" Liam sighed, a long, tired sound. "She' ll be fine. She' s always been… sensitive." Ethan' s voice, dismissive, felt like a physical blow. "Yeah, but Sarah is her stepsister. Chloe has always been a bit jealous of her, you know? She' s going to make it awkward." "We' ll just have to manage her," Liam replied, firm. "Sarah is the priority right now. She' s family, Ethan. The real family. Chloe will just have to understand." The real family. Their words echoed in the silent space where my heart used to be. I was nothing but a problem to be managed, an obstacle to their happiness. In that single, devastating moment, a decision formed in my mind, cold and clear as glass. I could not bring a child into this. I would not subject another human being to a life of being second-best, of being an afterthought. I buried the pregnancy test deep in the trash. Later, Liam smiled, oblivious. "It' ll be like old times. The family will finally be whole again." He didn' t see me. He never had. I was just a stand-in, a placeholder for the real thing. And now, the real thing was back. My decision solidified into a cold, hard resolve: I wasn' t just getting rid of the baby. I was getting rid of all of it. Him. Ethan. This house. This life that was never truly mine./1/117669/coverorgin.jpg?v=11bacd9c003cdbac7faa9a995d9ddbbe&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For Regret: His Ultimate Downfall
I spent hours preparing a perfect anniversary dinner for my billionaire husband, Damien Sterling. Instead of coming home, he appeared on a live broadcast, dropping $10 million on a diamond necklace for his first love, Isabel. Before I could process the public humiliation, the hospital called to tell me my grandmother, my only family, had died of a massive hemorrhage. The trigger was a visit from Isabel, who maliciously taunted her about our sham marriage and revealed Damien's company had wiped out her life savings. When I confronted them with a voice recording of Isabel's cruelty, Damien violently snatched the device and wiped the evidence to protect her. He even forced me to apologize when Isabel deliberately injured herself to frame me. I stared at him, completely disillusioned that he was blindly protecting a murderer who was actively selling his corporate secrets to his rivals. The last shred of my affection for him shattered into dust. Walking out of his manor, I calmly got into the sports car of his most ruthless enemy and made a deal. "I want to see Isabel Goodwin in a prison cell, and I want his empire to burn."/0/84251/coverorgin.jpg?v=7f43d6e11e63b61b6af4f3bcc06eb665&imageMogr2/format/webp)
