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Transmigrated: The Bankrupt CEO's Unexpected Wife

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 696    |    Released on: 06/05/2026

fingers over the expensive leather. She did the math

om her pocket. She down

carried it over to the window. She moved around

ure to get clear shots of the hardware

d her past life's knowledge of luxury goods to

Within an hour, she had listed three of t

n footsteps approached. Alek stopped in the doorwa

gs scattered on the floo

tention that you're showing

up. She adjusted the

ed cash for living expen

would have starved to death before selling a single bag.

He turned and walked toward his study. But his

ting the items. Her phone pinged loud

her account. A genuine smile broke across her face

ter bedroom. She opened the original owner's

ed the browser and searched for

lear up storage space. She clicked

reen. They showed the original Emma

lot. It was Sterling Astor-Vance, a Wall

os were a ticking time bomb for her marriage.

trash bin. She completely wiped the

in the comment section, an arrogant remark caught her eye-posted by Sterling Astor-Vance. Disgusted, she naviga

went broke. Meet me at the usu

clicked on the email, blocked th

rd document. She started typing up a marketi

is encrypted laptop. He was tracking his offshore

ive on Emma has started. No hist

ahogany desk. "Pull her recent commun

ld vultures in the Holden family are

es. "Feed them fake data. Keep throw

he study door. He watched Emma typing furiously on

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Transmigrated: The Bankrupt CEO's Unexpected Wife
Transmigrated: The Bankrupt CEO's Unexpected Wife
“I woke up with a splitting headache in a trashed penthouse, surrounded by empty liquor bottles and discarded Hermes boxes. A quick glance at the morning newspaper confirmed my worst nightmare: I had transmigrated into the novel 'The CEO's Tender Vow'. Worse, I was the villain's vain, useless wife, right at the exact moment his tech empire completely collapsed. The original owner of this body had just attempted suicide because her husband went bankrupt. When my cold, exhausted husband, Alek Holden, walked through the door, he threw a divorce agreement and a bank card with a pitifully low balance onto the kitchen counter. He coldly warned me that his creditors would be at the door any minute. Meanwhile, my toxic ex-boyfriend was already waiting downstairs, publicly mocking Alek's downfall and offering to make me his mistress. In the original plot, taking that money and running with the ex led to a miserable, tragic death. I stared at the thick stack of divorce papers. I knew Alek was the ruthless villain who would eventually claw his way back to power and brutally destroy everyone who abandoned him. There was no way I was going to play the role of the shallow, doomed ex-wife and wait to be crushed. I looked Alek right in the eyes, grabbed the agreement, and ripped it right down the middle until it was nothing but useless shreds. "The marriage vows said for richer or for poorer. I am staying to help you rebuild."”