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Phoenix Rising: The Scarred Heiress's Revenge

Xiao Hong Mao

I lived as the "scarred ghost" of the Stephens penthouse, a wife kept in the shadows because my facial burns offended my billionaire husband's aesthetic. For years, I endured Kason's coldness and my family's abuse, a submissive puppet who believed she had nowhere else to go. The end came with a blue folder tossed onto my silk sheets. Kason's mistress was back, and he wanted me out by sunset, offering a five-million-dollar "silence fee" to go hide my face in the countryside. The betrayal cut deep when I discovered my father had already traded my divorce for a corporate bailout. My step-sister mocked my "trashy" appearance at a high-end boutique, while the sales staff treated me like a common thief. At home, my father threatened to cut off my mother's life-saving medicine unless I crawled back to Kason to beg for a better deal. I was the girl who took the blame for a fire she didn't start, the wife who worshipped a man who never looked her in the eye, and the daughter used as a human bargaining chip. I was supposed to be broken, penniless, and desperate. But the woman who stood up wasn't the weak Elease Finch anymore; she was Phoenix, a tactical predator with a $500 million secret. I signed the divorce papers without a single tear, walked past my stunned husband, and wiped the Finch family's bank accounts clean with a few taps on my phone. "Your money is dirty," I told Kason with a cold smile. "I prefer clean hands." The cage is open, the hunt has begun, and I'm starting with the people who thought a scar made me weak.

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Mr. Blackwood Walked into the glass walled conference room with all his board members present.

"Mr. Blackwood addresses the board members concerning their recent plan to launch the company, this is a multi-million dollars tech company,"

Mr. Blackwood needed the best advertising agency to create a campaign that could capture global attention, for a successful launch.

"Mr. Marvel which advertising agency will help us achieve this?"

"Thank you, Mr. Blackwood, for this opportunity, Harthood advertising agency can help us achieve this, they promise transparency and efficiency and fellow board members can attest to this."

"What if we consider keeping the contract open to both Harthood Agency and Rele Agency, which know that they're the best recently in New York City. We can then invite both parties to present their proposals, allowing us to evaluate and choose the best fit for our company? Lucas suggested"

"I think we go with Mr. Lucas' suggestion, " he concluded as he walked out of the conference room.

His assistant followed him immediately with the minutes of the meeting down a glass walled hallway that led to his office.

Mr. Roberts receives a letter from Blackwood tech venture requesting for the presentation of their proposal for a campaign that they're to embark on.

"Skylar, we've selected you to represent this leading advertising agency at Black wood tech Ventures partnership presentation," Mr. Robert said as he handed over the invitation to her. Skylar's eyes were open in astonishment.

This notion lingered in Skylar's mind even until the close of work that day.

Why would the CEO think of appointing me to represent the firm at Black wood tech Ventures.

Skylar muttered as she kept recalling Mr. Roberts words, one could barely tell that she was a bit nervous, but beneath the nervousness there was a flicker of excitement because this was the first time in her company that she was given the opportunity to meet bigger companies like Austin's Global. Maybe this was an opportunity to improve herself.

Skylar is just a twenty-four year fresh graduate from college, who is still exploring her identity. She is a reserved and talented marketing specialist.

Skylar leaned against the railing of her small apartment balcony, clutching a steaming cup of coffee as she pictured herself on a long table surrounded by prominent executives.

Not too long Skylar immersed herself in research, scrutinizing market trends, competitor's analysis and perfecting her presentation. The meeting was in two days.

As dusk approached, Skylar took a break, clearing her mind as she visualized success and affirming her confidence once again.

It was the last day for preparations, Skylar dedicated the morning to rehearsals, she refined slides, ensuring clarity and perfection.

Skylar's heels clicked against the marble floor of the gigantic skyscraper as she had a firm grip of the portfolio in her hand.

She adjusted her pink blazer then tucking a tray of braids behind her ear as she stepped into the elevator. The door opened with a soft chime on the top floor. The pressure to make a good impression weighed heavily on her. Taking a deep breath, she straightened her shoulder as she took a glance at herself in the mirror in front of the elevator.

The receptionist waved her toward the first entrance to the right.

She approached a glass conference room, and seated at the edge of the table was a tall, sharp-jawed, and dressed in a well tailored black suit that probably cost more than her entire wardrobe, she didn't need a conviction to believe that this was Mr. Austin Blackwood, his assistant gave a nod and opened the door.

She took a seat at the long conference table, trying to steady her hands. She took a deep breath, calming her nerves. No time for self-doubt. You've earned this, she reminded herself.

Mr. Blackwood sank into the plush chair,

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