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SCORNED EX WIFE : Queen Of Ashes

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Camille Lewis was the forgotten daughter, the unloved wife, the woman discarded like yesterday's news. Betrayed by her husband, cast aside by her own family, and left for dead by the sister who stole everything, she vanished without a trace. But the weak, naive Camille died the night her car was forced off that bridge. A year later, she returns as Camille Kane, richer, colder, and more powerful than anyone could have imagined. Armed with wealth, intelligence, and a hunger for vengeance, she is no longer the woman they once trampled on. She is the storm that will tear their world apart. Her ex-husband begs for forgiveness. Her sister's perfect life crumbles. Her parents regret the daughter they cast aside. But Camille didn't come back for apologies, she came back to watch them burn. But as her enemies fall at her feet, one question remains: when the revenge is over, what's left? A mysterious trillionaire Alexander Pierce steps into her path, offering something she thought she lost forever, a future. But can a woman built on ashes learn to love again? She rose from the fire to destroy those who betrayed her. Now, she must decide if she'll rule alone... or let someone melt the ice in her heart.

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Our eyes had held for all of two seconds, my breath catching for all of that time before he'd looked away as if dismissing me as no one of importance.

He was the most good looking of all the exclusives, probably the wealthiest also.

He wasn't even old which made me wonder why a guy like him kept a mistress.

Why wasn't he in a serious relationship or married like other young men his age.

He was thirty five years, I knew of his age when I earlier checked out his Wikipedia page.

Young, good looking and Bleeping rich but preferred to keep a mistress.

The highly rated and experienced girl in the agency, Genevieve.

She was one of the highest paid and didn't shut up about it.

The Bleeping career LovePeddler, she treated the other females as lesser mortals and I've about had it with her.

She hadn't stepped up to me yet but if she did, she would know I wasn't the young, docile looking lady people mistook me for.

I was sort of tempted to wonder why she was being let go by Doherty but didn't really feel like tasking my brain.

It was normal for men to get tired of their Lovepeddlers after a while though.

Hope she had saved up for the rainy day? LMAO🤣.

"Mr. Doherty apologises for the delay, Miss Tishe."...... Mr. Doherty's driver appeared before me saying, interrupting my thoughts.

I guessed he was also a security aide of Mr. Doherty's.

He had that trained secret service look going for him dressed in a black suit and dark lensed glasses to match.

Reminded me of Will Smith in The men in black movie.

"It's just Tish, please." I corrected him politely as I didn't like going by my real name in this line of work.

"Are you sure you wouldn't like to order for refreshments?"........ He asked with a glance at my bottled water and half filled glass cup on the table.

"No thanks, I'm good."....... I replied not trusting my nervous body with anything more than water.

"Mr Doherty will be here in a few minutes."......... He said with a curt nod before leaving.

I stared at his retreating back wondering if he was always so stiff.

When my madam had said Mr. Doherty's driver was enroute to pick me, I hadn't expected the tall, broad shouldered bouncer look alike with a perpetually solemn expression.

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