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The Penniless Ex-Wife Is A Hidden Boss

The Penniless Ex-Wife Is A Hidden Boss

For five years, Casey played the perfect, obedient contract wife to the billionaire Bartholomew Hendricks. On their fifth anniversary, she waited five hours in front of a cold dinner, only to be called to pick him up from a club. When she arrived, she found him in a VIP room, looking softly at his assistant, Halie. Around Halie's neck was the massive blue sapphire necklace Casey thought was her anniversary gift. The crowd of elites openly mocked her, calling her the pathetic little contract wife. Halie shrank back into Bartholomew's arms and squeezed out fake tears. Instead of defending his wife, Bartholomew's eyes turned to solid ice. "Why are you interrupting my friends?" He ordered her to stop throwing a tantrum and drive him home. The humiliation peaked when his aunt violently slapped Casey across the face in a crowded hospital corridor during a family emergency. Bartholomew just watched her bleed, only caring about the family's reputation in the tabloids. Standing there with a bruised cheek and a bleeding lip, Casey looked at the man she had loved. There was no anger left, no sadness, only a freezing, absolute emptiness. She finally realized her humanity meant nothing to him. She took off her five-carat diamond ring, packed only the cheap clothes she came with, and handed him a net-zero divorce settlement. Bartholomew thought she would starve and come crawling back, completely unaware that she was secretly a multi-millionaire author who was about to turn his world upside down.
The Wall Street Tyrant's Fake Wife

The Wall Street Tyrant's Fake Wife

To save her father's dying company from her treacherous uncle and cheating ex-boyfriend, Jalynn sold her life to a Wall Street tyrant. She signed an ironclad contract to be Deryl Atkins's submissive, timid placeholder wife, perfectly mimicking his dead fiancée. In exchange, he wired tens of millions to keep her family out of bankruptcy. Playing the pathetic, obedient virgin all day made her physically sick. So that night, she sneaked out to a gritty underground club in a tight black slip dress and an ash-blonde wig to drink the nausea away. She completely let loose, winning a tequila-chugging contest against a massive biker and ripping off her wig in arrogant triumph under the flashing strobe lights. She thought she was anonymous, completely unaware that the ruthless monster she had just married was watching her every move from the soundproof VIP lounge upstairs. When her phone vibrated at 1 AM, his flat, terrifying voice felt like a physical blow. "Are you awake?" Jalynn lied smoothly, pitching her voice to sound gentle and innocent, claiming she was reading Renaissance art. But a terrifying dread settled in her stomach. Why did he suddenly force her to move into his fortress-like estate the very next morning, deliberately filling the halls with his dead fiancée's pristine white roses just to suffocate her? She thought she could use his money and his name to crush her enemies while keeping her true self hidden. But when he publicly dragged her onto his lap at a high-stakes business lunch, his fingers digging into her waist with a dark, predatory smile, Jalynn realized the terrifying truth. The fake marriage wasn't her shield; it was his hunting ground, and he was going to play with her until she broke.
Reborn To Love My Ruthless Billionaire

Reborn To Love My Ruthless Billionaire

Jaclyn woke up in the sterile hospital room after falling down the stairs. The nurse delivered the devastating news: she had bled heavily and lost her baby. But before she could even cry, her trusted cousins, Katelyn and Cherri, locked the door and revealed the horrifying truth. "It wasn't an accident," Katelyn smirked, pinning Jaclyn's arm down. "The lubricant on the top step was a very deliberate choice." They needed her broken and unstable. They had forged her signature, draining her massive trust fund to save their uncle's bankrupt business. What shattered Jaclyn's world was the fresh hickey on Cherri's neck. Her lover, Bradford, had helped plan the entire murder. When Jaclyn tried to scream, they smothered her with a pillow, framing her as a lunatic having a mental breakdown. Two weeks later, when she confronted them, Bradford violently shoved her through a second-story glass window to silence her forever. As she fell to her death, the husband she had spent her life hating—the ruthless billionaire Gaines—burst through the doors. He threw himself forward, his face filled with pure terror, desperately trying to catch her. When her body hit the stone patio, Gaines fell to his knees in her blood, weeping and begging her not to close her eyes. Until her last breath, Jaclyn was consumed by suffocating regret. Why did she trust the monsters who killed her, and hate the only man who truly loved her? Opening her eyes again, she was back in the penthouse, exactly one month into her marriage with Gaines.
Love Can Build A Bridge

Love Can Build A Bridge

Vanessa felt like the luckiest woman in the whole world when she finally got married to the man she had been in love with secretly for seven years. If only she knew that she had just set herself up for drags and suffering... The elites barraged her with criticism at every chance they got. It was said that a country girl like her didn't deserve to be with such a distinguished man. Despite everything, Vanessa shut her ears and kept her eyes on Killian. All that mattered was that he was finally hers even though he didn't love her back. Vanessa was a firm believer that love can grow over time. She thought that if she treated Killian right, he would one day fall in love with her. But she received the greatest shocker when Killian continued to ignore her. It was as if she was pouring water into a basket. It wasn't until one day Vanessa realized that she was wasting her precious time. Even before she married Killian, she had it all. Money wasn't a problem for her. She had a pretty face, a killer body, and the charm boys died for. Why then should she continue to waste her youthful years on an emotionless robot? Vanessa filed for divorce and decided that they go their separate ways. It was a welcomed development for Killian until he saw her in the news after the divorce. His docile ex-wife was a whole new person. One moment she was dining with a tech mogul. And the next moment, she was rumored to be dating a fast-rising star. Jealousy engulfed Killian in a trice. He threw his phone to the wall and barked, "Fuck! That's my woman!" When they met again, Killian tried to move to her. But Vanessa just smiled politely and said, "Sir, I don't believe we have met. May I know who you are?" Killian couldn't believe his ears!