The Unwanted Husband Returns To The Top

Chapter 3

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the ceiling, and the air hummed with the chatter of Ninverton's elite. Clarissa Barlo

a practiced smile plastered on her face. Her hand was tucked into the

guest asked, her eye

er voice a perfect blend of concern and disappoin

dozen times, each one

Barlowe, the family's matriarch, a formidable old woman with eyes like chips of granite and a

r, his face a mask

and serious. "There's something you

imed he'd seen Connor the night before, checking into a

phone and showed her a blurry, heavily pixelated

elief. "To betray Genevieve is one thing, but to do it on the eve of

to a furious scowl. The story confirmed every one

reddened, playing the part of the heartbroken victim

e was a low growl, cutting through the near

ight-fitting suit. "Find him. Use every resource we have

s still driving that pathetic Ube

voice ringing with cold fury. "He will get on his knees

hed with each telling, painted Connor as a degenerate monster. The m

joined the circle, their faces grim with anger. The full weight of the Barlowe cla

sso. He was reading the file Finchley had sent him, a detailed brea

e news feed from outside the Von Merri. He knew

perfectly into place. He sent a quick text to Brody

're about to

y, my dear," she said, her voice like gravel. "W

fman Group, to make a brief appearance later-a perfect power play to impress the

ddox here. I need

anager for Uber. He was going to pinpoint Con

oked out the window at the bustling s

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“For three years, Connor lived as a ghost. A crippled, useless Uber driver, enduring a self-imposed exile orchestrated by his dying grandfather's will to prove he was worthy of the Hoffman empire. He even married into the wealthy Barlowe family, becoming their favorite punching bag. On the very last day of his test, his final Uber passengers slid into the backseat. It was his wife, Genevieve, and her wealthy lover. They didn't recognize him behind his mask. Right there in his rearview mirror, they kissed hungrily, mocking her "pathetic loser" of a husband and plotting to dump him after her sister's wedding. The next day at the wedding, they didn't just want a divorce. They wanted to publicly crucify him. Her lover framed Connor as a violent, cheating degenerate. They rallied the city's elite, getting his Uber manager to publicly fire him and convincing the entire ballroom to blacklist him from every job, apartment, and business in Ninverton. They even brought in an arrogant Vice President from the Hoffman Group to publicly declare Connor was a fraud, sealing his social execution. Standing alone in that lobby, surrounded by the mocking laughter of the people who had trampled on his dignity for a thousand days, Connor felt the last shred of his patience burn away. They were so utterly, hopelessly blind. Then, his encrypted phone rang. "Mr. Wise, the test is officially over. You are now the Global CEO of the Hoffman Group." Connor looked at his cheating wife and the arrogant elites laughing at his demise. He dropped the signed divorce papers on the table. The game was over. The slaughter was about to begin.”