STIGMA

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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"I must gather some evidence of Lenny's infidelity today!"

Scarlet Brown clenched and unclenched her hands to relieve some of her anxiety. She fixed her peaked cap, lowered her head to avoid the surveillance cameras, and walked into a fancy club.

Today, she was here to catch her husband cheating on her.

She hadn't seen Lenny Foster since they got married.

In truth, their marriage was meaningless. They didn't love each other, and it was a waste of their time to be together.

Recently, one of Scarlet's good friends abroad told her that she often saw Lenny hanging out with a woman, and he was intimate with her.

After getting that piece of information, Scarlet set out to collect some proof of Lenny's unfaithfulness so that when she divorced him, she would have the upper hand.

From a distance, Scarlet saw a woman take Lenny into a presidential suite. The door was left ajar. Scarlet carefully approached and listened in through the crack. She heard the woman talking to someone on the phone.

"I know. I won't fail this time. I'll install a camera later to record us having sex and then threaten him with the tape..."

Hearing this, Scarlet frowned.

What was going on? Was that woman trying to set up Lenny?

Although Scarlet didn't have any feelings for her husband, she also couldn't stand around and do nothing while someone tried to trick him and then blackmail him.

She gritted her teeth and stamped her foot. She rushed into the room and then locked the door behind her.

"Who's there?" the woman called out when she heard the noise.

Scarlet didn't waste time talking to her. She just strode forward and knocked the woman out. Then, Scarlet tied her up and dragged her into the bathroom.

Fortunately, she was strong enough to knock out the woman instantly.

After making sure that the woman was completely unconscious, Scarlet walked toward the bed and stared at the man lying on it. She supposed that today wasn't the day that she would get proof of his infidelity.

She grabbed a quilt and covered Lenny with it. Then, she turned off the light on the bedside table and was about to leave. But unexpectedly, someone grabbed her by the wrist.

"Ouch. What the..."

The next second, she was being tossed in the air, and then she found herself on her back on the bed. Lenny climbed on top of her.

In the darkness, Lenny could only tell that the woman he was about to sleep with was very petite. For some reason, he felt a sense of familiarity with her, as if he had met her before.

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