Kemi Cole's perfect life crumbled when she uncovered the betrayal of her billionaire husband, Daxon Reid. Leaving behind a shattered marriage, she channels her heartbreak into ambition, launching AZURA-an AI platform poised to reshape Africa's tech landscape. But Daxon strikes back with ruthless cyber attacks and legal assaults, testing her resolve. With her sharp mind, loyal friend Kai, and enigmatic ally Chika by her side, Kemi battles corporate espionage and the ghosts of her past. Haunted by broken vows yet driven by defiance, she stands at a crossroads: will she forge a legacy as a tech visionary, or will Daxon's shadow reclaim her?
Kemi Cole stood in the penthouse kitchen, the Lagos skyline glittering through floor-to-ceiling windows. Three years ago, she'd traded her quiet life as a data analyst for love, marrying Daxon Reid, Nigeria's youngest tech billionaire. His promises had felt like code she could trust-clean, unbreakable. But now, her phone buzzed with a notification from NaijaGist: Daxon Reid cozy with Camilla Shore in Milan. Just business?
Kemi's chest tightened. She'd ignored the rumors before-late nights, hushed calls, the way Daxon's eyes dodged hers. But this photo, Camilla's hand on his arm, was the bug in their fairytale. She opened a drawer and pulled out divorce papers, hidden beneath recipe cards from her mother. Each signature line screamed the truth: love wasn't enough when trust was corrupted.
She wasn't the naive girl from Ibadan anymore. Kemi had spent years analyzing data, spotting patterns. Daxon's lies were just another dataset, and she was done debugging his mess.
The next morning, Kemi strode into Reid Tech's glass tower in Victoria Island, her Ankara-patterned blazer a bold contrast to the sterile lobby. Her heels clicked like a metronome, drawing stares from employees who whispered, "Isn't that Mrs. Reid?" She hadn't been here since Daxon sidelined her from board meetings, calling her ideas "too idealistic."
The elevator hummed to the 40th floor. Daxon's assistant, Temi, stammered, "He's in a meeting-"
"Tell him his wife is here," Kemi said, her voice sharp as a blade. She clutched the divorce papers like a shield.
Daxon's office smelled of leather and ambition. He leaned against his desk, his tailored agbada making him look like royalty. "Kemi," he said, his baritone smooth. "This is unexpected."
She tossed the papers onto his desk. "Sign them. We're done."
He scanned the documents, his jaw tightening. "You're overreacting. Camilla's just a client."
"Clients don't share hotel suites," Kemi snapped. "I'm not your accessory anymore, Daxon."
He stepped closer, his cologne stirring old memories. "You'll regret this. You need me."
Kemi met his gaze. "I need myself more."
As she turned to leave, he called out, "This isn't over, Kemi." Her heart raced, but she didn't look back. Outside, Lagos hummed with possibility. She wasn't just walking away-she was rewriting her code.
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