Love and Vengeance Where is Daddy

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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It was a choice for her to make; not just any choice, but one that would alter her life overnight.

Just her outfit alone indicated that she wasn't anyone common. She was virtually a queen. Not just any queen, but the supreme queen of magnificence. Looks like she had the guts, to show up at such a place at such a sinful hour. Just her way of walking made heads turn.

And her looks? Man! She was gorgeous. Nah! 'Gorgeous' was an understatement. She was magnificence itself.

She casually sauntered in and went right to the bar counter. Though she looked delicate, her impression was one admirable to be complimented.

But, something seemed off...

'Something must be wrong for a person like her to be in such a place, at such a time.' He assumed as he saw her tug a stool next to him.

Damien couldn't help but stare closely at the lady beside him. It had been ages since he last took a liking to the female specie. He found it tiring, and worthless. Sincerely, he found the other gender ' morally repugnant.

Eleanor turned her head to the side and unintentionally locked gazes with the man beside her. She sneered as an intention incited in her mind.

He was mesmerizing to the eye.

Black eyes, wavy hair, fair skin.

'He'd do just fine she supposed to herself. She didn't surmise that such an excellent-looking man existed, but she was looking at one now.

El, as she was fondly called wasn't in the 'Castle of Wine' for no purpose. Nah!

She had a plan, she had ideas. And the man beside her would suit her plans well.

"Miss, you shouldn't ogle so much," Damien said, as he swirled the wine goblet in his hand. He felt her gawking so much.

Eleanor didn't look away, as he turned to look her in the eye; rather, she shriveled her brows.

"Looks like there's something on your mind," He asked, bored.

"Wanna share?"

It was slightly remarkable, his facial expression hadn't altered a speck since she came in. She feels such men were only attempting to play arduous to get.

She scoffed inwardly.

"Why would I want to share with you?" Eleanor asked with a look of skepticism on her face.

Damien twisted to her fully and glimmered. His glimmer wasn't soft, and neither was it cold. It was solely...

Business Like.

"You're a weird person" He began with a soft tone.

Nonetheless, Eleanor's tone was similar to his, "What incites you to say that?"

"Walking in a murky street, late this night, aren't you courting death?"

Eleanor stayed silent. After a time, she whispered, "I need a drink."

"Drinking wouldn't resolve all your troubles. You can only ease up a little by spewing everything to the person who'd be ready to would listen."

"Why would I do that?" she eventually mumbled after a deafening silence between them.

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