Strawberry

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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The box arrived on Valentine's Day, filled not with chocolates, but with used, strawberry-flavored condoms – a twisted message from my fiancé, Ethan Vance.

For three years, I, Sarah, the rightful Miller heiress, endured his mockery and Chloe Peterson's manipulative presence, all while my tech billionaire grandfather insisted I choose an heir from four men who only ever loved Chloe.

This time, on our shared birthday, Chloe, feigning injury and tears, framed me for kidnapping within moments of arriving at our Aspen ski resort party, turning Ethan and the others against me, leaving me shivering and deserted in the freezing lodge.

Ethan, my supposed fiancé, ripped off my jacket to give to her, his eyes blazing with fury, as his friends-my so-called "chosen heirs"-circled like vultures, accusing me of cruelty and jealousy.

Left locked in the sub-zero night, my phone dead from the cold, I finally blew the emergency whistle Grandpa gave me, summoning my quiet bodyguard, Mark Davis, who arrived like a dark knight in shining armor.

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