The Ghost Wife's Billion Dollar Tech Comeback

Today is October 14th, my birthday. I returned to New York after months away, dragging my suitcase through the biting wind, but the VIP pickup zone where my husband’s Maybach usually idled was empty. When I finally let myself into our Upper East Side penthouse, I didn’t find a cake or a "welcome home" banner. Instead, I found my husband, Caden, kneeling on the floor, helping our five-year-old daughter wrap a massive gift for my half-sister, Adalynn. Caden didn’t even look up when I walked in; he was too busy laughing with the girl who had already stolen my father’s legacy and was now moving in on my family. "Auntie Addie is a million times better than Mommy," my daughter Elara chirped, clutching a plush toy Caden had once forbidden me from buying for her. "Mommy is mean," she whispered loudly, while Caden just smirked, calling me a "drill sergeant" before whisking her off to Adalynn’s party without a second glance. Later that night, I saw a video Adalynn posted online where my husband and child laughed while mocking my "sensitive" nature, treating me like an inconvenient ghost in my own home. I had spent five years researching nutrition for Elara’s health and managing every detail of Caden’s empire, only to be discarded the moment I wasn't in the room. How could the man who set his safe combination to my birthday completely forget I even existed? The realization didn't break me; it turned me into ice. I didn't scream or beg for an explanation. I simply walked into the study, pulled out the divorce papers I’d drafted months ago, and took a black marker to the terms. I crossed out the alimony, the mansion, and even the custody clause—if they wanted a life without me, I would give them exactly what they asked for. I left my four-carat diamond ring on the console table and walked out into the rain with nothing but a heavily encrypted hard drive. The submissive Mrs. Holloway was gone, and "Ghost," the most lethal architect in the tech world, was finally back online to take back everything they thought I’d forgotten.

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"Stella are you going home now"Steve asked, Stella stared at the Ceo of Kanvos group of companies for a while, this is the third time the man had been asking her this question but she had given no reply," are you kinda stressed"Steve asked again, "no sir, and yes sir I am going home now, thr time is some few minutes to 7pm I got to leave sir " Stella said, "do you mind if I can take you home, the bus terminal would have closed for the day" Steve said, "no sir you dont have to worry yourself, I would board a taxi to the bus stop and walk down home, the distance is not that far" Stella said, "I

insist on taking you home" Steve said. Now what, Stella thought, this is her sixth month in the Kanvos headquarters and she did not want to lose her job for no good reason, although many female employees in the company had caution her to watch her way with the Ceo, they said that he did not use to have close relationship with any of them but her is an exemption.

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