Faryah

His Trophy Wife, The Apex Predator

Eydie Pfefferle

My husband of three years, Arthur Vanderbilt, came home smelling of his mistress's perfume and threw divorce papers on our marble kitchen island. He demanded I sign away all rights to our assets for a five-million-dollar "severance," calling me a leech his family picked up from the suburbs to solve a temporary PR crisis. When I refused and demanded my four percent equity in the Vanderbilt Group, he and his mistress, Serena, launched a vicious smear campaign. They planted false stories on Wall Street forums, accusing me of laundering money for an Eastern European crime syndicate. They tried to force my hand with a check for five hundred million, which I tore up and threw in his face. To them, I was just a trophy wife they could easily discard. They had no idea that the "leech" they so despised was the anonymous investor who had secretly bailed out their entire company three years ago, saving them from bankruptcy. Their final move was to hire an actress to publicly accuse me of fraud in the lobby of the most powerful law firm in Manhattan. They didn't realize I was there to retain the firm's most ruthless lawyer. After security threw them out, I looked my replacement in the eye and made her a promise. "Prepare for an FBI probe into perjury and corporate defamation."

Modern Revenge

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The Casper family was a well-known family in Courtbush. Today was Elmore Casper's eightieth birthday party. Many distinguished guests were present and the atmosphere was lively.

However, a sudden ear-piercing scream from the garden startled everyone present.

Someone recognized that it was the voice of Babette Casper, the wife of Elmore's eldest grandson. She was pregnant, and her husband had already passed away. The Caspers rushed to the garden immediately to see what was going on.

In the swimming pool, two struggling figures came into view.

Before anyone else could react, Rory Casper dove into the swimming pool to pull the struggling Babette ashore.

Just then, the security guards rushed into the water to save the second drowning figure, Becky Casper.

When Becky returned to the house in sopping wet clothes, the servants passing by didn't bat an eyelash at her.

Nobody cared that she had nearly drowned, nor did they care about her in general.

After living with this family for over three years, Becky realized that her position was possibly inferior to that of the dog raised by Rory's sister.

Since such a big accident happened to Babette, the Casper family rushed to the hospital with her.

Becky retreated to her room, took a shower, and then put on a fresh set of clothes. Feeling unwell, she sank into bed. Just as she had drifted off to sleep, she was dragged out of bed by Rory.

When Becky saw Rory, her eyes turned red. "You're back already? How's Babette? Listen to me, Rory. I swear I didn't push her into the swimming pool."

Rory sneered coldly. "Save the excuses for Grandpa."

Becky suddenly came to her senses. "What do you mean, Rory?"

Without giving her the light of day, he said briskly, "Grandpa has questions for you."

Rory didn't want to waste his breath on Becky. Not long after Babette was sent to the hospital, her child was gone.

That child was supposed to be the only flesh and blood left by Rory's eldest brother. Because of Becky, they lost the child forever.

Of course, Elmore was furious. As soon as he came back from the hospital, he ordered Rory to take Becky to him.

Becky went stiff. Rory's words sent shivers down her spine.

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