Tumbling Emotions

Cheated On Me? I Married a Tycoon

Rum Runner

I spent three years building my husband, Axel Farrell, into Silicon Valley's ultimate "family man." As his lead PR strategist, I carefully managed his public image, making sure the world saw him as a perfect, devoted husband while I worked in the shadows of our estate. The illusion shattered when he came home one night smelling of sandalwood and roses, with three deep fingernail scratches carved into his back. When I tried to check his phone, the passcode we had used for years-our wedding anniversary-had been changed. The betrayal got worse the next morning when his mother called me a "defective product" and tried to force me into a fertility clinic. Axel didn't defend me; instead, he shoved me against a marble bar at a public gala to protect his mistress in front of the world's elite. By the time I tried to leave, Axel had frozen my bank accounts and filed a forged legal petition to have me declared mentally incompetent. He planned to have me legally kidnapped and locked in a private psychiatric ward just to stop me from filing for divorce. He even blocked every major law firm in the city from taking my case, leaving me with no money, no identity, and no one to turn to. I couldn't understand how the man who "saved" me from the mud years ago could be the same monster now trying to legally erase my existence. Was our entire marriage just a grooming process to exploit my genius for his billion-dollar empire? As the deadline for my forced commitment approached, I stopped crying and opened my laptop. I leaked the video of his affair to every tech journalist in the country, watching his stock price crash in real-time. "Axel thinks starving me out will make me crawl back to him," I whispered as I walked into the headquarters of his biggest rival. "But he forgot that the most valuable part of his company is in my head." I was no longer the abandoned wife; I was the one who was going to take his throne and burn it to the ground.

Modern Revenge Bankruptcy Billionaires Female-Centered Ex-wife

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# ITALY_(10:10am)

***FOCUS HIGH SCHOOL***

As Quinn took a step down from the car,the atmosphere did some magic in her Flawless skin and no one had to inform her that her life is about to change for the best.

This new school,she's going to try making a good vibe,no matter what.

" Quinn,what are you thinking about? Come on we need to get to the school principal immediately" A woman who dressed so elegantly spoke up to her daughter

" Sorry mom,was lost. The school is amazing" Quinn made a silly smirk

" It's the best school here girl,I told you" The woman smiled

" Yeah you did,Mrs Spencer " Quinn grinned and moved closer to her mom who gave her a gentle slap on her cheek

" Come on mom,,that's your name. Why slapping me" She teased

The two keep on talking until they got to the principal's office as directed by a teacher.

*****

" Bye sweetheart,enjoy your first day. I love you " Mrs Spencer waved

" Thanks mom,I love you more " Quinn replied walking away with a teacher who will be showing her to her new class.

Mrs Spencer,a very popular and competent lawyer known all over the world for her charisma. That's Quinn's mom.

As Quinn followed the teacher,she couldn't help but to admire the school, FOCUS HIGH.

Okay another introduction,Focus high school is the biggest school in Italy,this school is meant for only the rich and it is owned by the President,,

President Connor.

This school is only filled with students from a well affluence family,no poor student is allowed here.

Even the president last child,attends this school.

They keep on walking for seconds which felt like hours to Quinn.

But as they walked she saw something which caught her attention,,,it's a boy obviously a student even though the school doesn't deal with uniforms,,all students are allowed to dress the way they want, but she could sense it,He's a student,,

Two other men in suits were behind him and beside him was another girl walking with him.

But Quinn focus was mainly on the boy

'Is he an Angel' she thought staring at him

He look so breathtaking,Those f**king sexy adams apple,pink lips,brown eyes,even his outfit is hot,he have an ear piercing too? Wow,

" Damn,who is this guy?" She didn't know when she said that loud

" It's the president son,,Gray Connor,He's a final grade student,your senior" The teacher beside her answered and she nodded still not taking her eyes from him

But something made her heart skip a beat,the boy also turned toward her direction and their eyes met.

She was suppose to remove her gaze from him but she didn't,she was able to see him more,,He's an Angel on earth.

She was even more surprised that he didn't look away either,the same way she focused her gaze on him,just the same way he was staring at her. He couldn't take his eyes away from her...

But their moment was shortlived when the girl beside him tapped him and he looked away.

'Bitch' Quinn cursed inwardly and also looked away.

Finally they got to the class,,the noisy class became silent the moment they stepped in and all the eyes came directly on her. She's not surprised,she's used to the gazes even though she doesn't appreciate it. She can't pray to become invisible right?

" So students,,here is a new student. She will be joining you,,and I want you all to make her feel welcome." The teacher spoke gently to the students

The teacher faced her and she knew the sign

" Hi guys,,I am Quinn Spencer. Nice meeting you all " She said simply with a blank expression

The students all clapped

" Anyone without a seat partner??" The teacher asked and five students raised their hands

" I will sit with her,,I love her face " Quinn said pointing at a girl with glasses on from the back.

" Good,,go sit with her. If you are comfortable" The teacher said and left the class

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