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Broken Ring, Billionaire Secrets: Watch Me Shine

Chapter 3 She won't go back

Word Count: 827 | Released on: 19/01/2026

ough the floorboards, but on the private rooftop terr

glass of whiskey in his hand. It wa

sharp, wearing a linen suit that cost more than most people's

the coop," Dylan said. His tone was ligh

a tantrum. She's trying to em

acked

take her jewelry. That's how I know she's bluffing. She's probably

his car keys o

or the table next to them to hear. "Three days. She'll be

ooked at Keyon, really looked

survive without me. The woman doe

le laughed. "Elodie?" one of them said.

of his drink. "I don't know, Keyon

d a hand d

doors opened directly into t

It had belonged to Elodie's uncle-or rather, the man who had posed as her uncle to hide her identity from t

e wal

le voice said from the walls. The lights ad

hat cost forty thousand dollars. She didn't treat it like a museu

hone

t out. An un

deo

resse

o House, captured from a discr

te. She'll be back w

The sneer. The absolute cer

an, sitting across from Keyon, phone hi

ry. She didn't

essed

opened the ol

ck terminal. Her fingers flew across the keyboard. It wasn't the tentat

CONNECT REMOTE PORT

peared: ACC

a secure me

m out. Need

ame three s

is yours. Door code is sti

She stood up and walked

ed at her hair. It was long, curled into the soft wa

and found a pair of

d a handfu

ock fell in

rown hair fell like dead leaves. When she was done, her hair sto

oked f

s arm draped around Katina's waist. Katina

oice dripping with fake concern. "

aid. "Let her suffer. It'

ed his phone. The message

up Keyon's phone by now. Or calli

a sip of his drink. "In

dn't take a sleeping pill. For the first time in thr

Chapter End

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Broken Ring, Billionaire Secrets: Watch Me Shine

Cornelia Romance

“I sat on the edge of the examination table, the crinkle of the sanitary paper sounding like thunder in the sterile room. The doctor didn't even look at me as he confirmed the news: the pregnancy was over. My husband, Keyon, didn't answer my call. He just sent an automated text: "In a meeting." When I returned to our cold mansion, I found his iPad glowing with a message from his "muse," Katina. He was throwing her a secret gala tonight-on our third wedding anniversary. He told her he couldn't wait to escape the "boring" and "draining" atmosphere I created at home. Keyon didn't stumble in until 3 AM, smelling of Katina's perfume with a smear of red on his collar. When I handed him the divorce papers, he laughed in my face. He called me a "glorified housekeeper" with no skills and no future, promising I'd be back in three days begging for a subway ticket. He even bet his friends ten thousand dollars that I wouldn't survive a week without his name. He had his assistant cancel my credit cards and block my gate access before I even reached the end of the driveway. He wanted me to starve. He wanted me to crawl. He sat in his office, mocking the "desperate" woman who pawned her three-million-dollar wedding ring for scrap metal just to pay for a meal. I stood on the rainy curb, watching the man I had protected for three years treat my life like trash. He didn't know about the ultrasound I just threw in the bin. He didn't know that while he was calling me "dull," I was the one secretly writing the code that kept his billion-dollar empire from collapsing. As I slid into a cheap Uber, I opened a hidden, encrypted app on my phone. The screen refreshed to a dashboard for an account Keyon didn't know existed. The balance was ten figures long-the accumulated wealth of "Solaris," the world's most elusive tech genius. Keyon thinks he just evicted a parasite, but he's about to find out he just declared war on the only person who can hit "delete" on his entire life.”