The Billionaire's Genius Wife's Ultimate Cold Revenge

ng the afternoon light. Emelie sat at Clifton's mas

uptial A

he lines wit

second part (Emelie Glover) waives all rights to alimony, s

e shall default to the party of the first p

w, she would leave with nothing. No mon

zzed on the

r voice tinny through the speaker. "It's ironclad, Em. He l

nd of le

e. You need to be able to outspend him in court, or destr

uld be worth billions. But if she revealed it now, while still married, half of it-ma

mething," Eme

ful, melodic sound that echo

. She wasn't e

ibrary to the mezzanine

e door, a wide, sycophantic

dy! What a lo

blood r

lored cashmere dress that matched the tie Clifton had worn the ni

The perfect contrast to Emeli

liquid honey. "I heard little Lily was under th

ing of the staircase. H

lowly, her heels clicking

t here," E

. She clutched the bag to her chest.

the bottom step. She blocked the pa

't tell you? He asked me to come. He thought Lily might need... soo

" Emelie said, her voice trembling with suppressed rage.

. Higgins couldn't hear. "Maybe if her mother hadn't been so hysterical at the hospital, Clifton wo

slap her. It was a phy

" Emelie

die

doorway. He had just walked in

furious face to Eleanora

ng to him. "I just wanted to drop o

fatigue. "Emelie, please. Elea

at the door. "She's the reason you weren't

n snapped. "Eleanora, s

is mistress into the living room, his

s a tortu

e, Clifton at the head, Eleanora

, of the gala, of the Wilder Foundation's stock perfo

us around her plate. She felt in

u

t on the table. T

eminder: M

10:0

cretary, efficient as always, had scheduled the

w the notification, and smirked.

pped the p

smelled of soap, but underneath, Emelie could still smell the faint,

a high-necked flannel nightgown. She

is robe. He looked

e said. It was

of the bed and reac

y. She closed the j

she

hand hovered in t

I'm not fe

aid, his brow furrowing. "

d smoothly. She looked him in the eye. "The doct

sually a quirk, flared into genuine alarm. He s

ing earlier," he muttered, b

did," Em

e guest room. I have an

, closing the door with

, her shoulders sagging. She

r phone lit up agai

t mes

s a p

arked in front of a luxury apartm

mp was two

the guest room.

cry. She sav