The Secret Parrish Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 5

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ainst the stone railing, letting the chill seep into her bones. It was a relief

ing pot ready to boil over, but the fresh air helped clear her head. She was not going t

on the stone behind her. Sh

Darcy

dim light of the terrace. She held a glass of champagne in one

and sweet, like poisoned honey. "I don't t

her guard instantly risi

re and say thank you. Really. Thank you for taking care of Dempsey these past three

given Dempsey. They were designed to humiliate, to re

I didn't play house, Darcy. I was his wife. Lega

" She let out a light, tinkling laugh. "Oh, Elinor. You really don't understand men like Demps

en them. The sweet smell of her perfume was overwhelming

Dempsey? He married you for convenience, but his heart... his heart was always somewhe

ade it hard to breathe. The image Darcy painted was grotesque, degrading. It stripped away every moment of tenderne

n from her face. Her sk

humb into it. "It's sad, really," Darcy continued, her voice dripping with fake sympathy. "But th

g it made Elinor's skin crawl. "So be a good girl and sign the pap

swirling around her legs. She looked

olled through her stomach, hot and acidic. She had endured three years of loneliness, three years of b

ath the pain, something else stirred. A cold, hard fury. How d

n stormed out, her eyes blazing. She

d, rushing to Elinor's side. "W

nneling. She could see Darcy's blonde head through the glass, wa

t consumed the pain, the humiliation, the heartb

id, her voice flat. "She just

Jaylynn grabbed her arm. "Elinor, d

. She was focused on one thing: wiping

he bass thumping in time with her racing heart. She saw Darcy approaching Dempsey's booth

s brushing against strangers who gasped and stepped aside. Sh

d, her voice cuttin

flickering across her

behind Elinor, and she wasn't interested in words. She

elped, but Jaylynn

The glass caught the light, the clear liquid and the

he let

, the olive bouncing off her forehead and landing on the floor with a wet plop. The ice cubes

rea around them fell silent, a bubble of stunned quiet in the thumping heart of the club. The DJ didn't cut t

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Andriana Neden Billionaires

“For three years, I played the perfect, invisible wife to billionaire Dempsey Everett. But late one night, he walked in smelling of another woman's perfume and threw a thick divorce agreement onto the coffee table. "Darcy is back. Sign it." The terms were brutal, a complete wipeout that left me with nothing but the clothes on my back. To make matters worse, his true love Darcy sought me out to humiliate me, smirking that I was just a convenient placeholder keeping his bed warm. Even his mother immediately paraded Darcy around the estate in family heirlooms, treating me like worthless trash they couldn't wait to discard. I stared at the cold, heavy divorce papers, my chest tightening with pain, until my eyes caught the signature line at the bottom. Elinor Parish. A missing 'r'. After three years of sharing a home, a bed, and a life, my husband didn't even know how to spell my last name. All my patience, my quiet acceptance, and the love I had poured into this man had been a cosmic, cruel joke. The realization hit me like a physical blow, but the heartbreak quickly vanished, replaced by a white-hot fury. I swung my arm and slapped him across his arrogant face with every ounce of my suppressed pain, then signed the document without a second thought. Dempsey thought I was just a poor dropout who would beg for his scraps. He had no idea I was hiding my true identity. It was time the Everetts learned what it truly meant to cross the real Parrish royalty.”