Betrayed By Him, Saved By His Uncle

Chapter 5

Word Count: 722 | Released on: 07/05/2026

department to process her return. The HR d

o long, the company has decided to temporarily reassign you to Sales Dep

n anyone at the company from calling her Mrs. Vance, insisting on keeping her professional identity enti

e approval line. Her blood boiled. She knew Julian

signed her name, took the paper, and

He walked up with a fake, mocking smile. "Well, well. The boss'

se. The entire open office

anager Mitch, in the office, refer to

He pointed awkwardly to a broken, dusty desk s

e desk. She would swallow this humiliation. She needed t

corporate building. A black Bentley pulled up in f

home." Julian wore the mask

opened the passenger door and got in.

Long Island. Julian started complaining. "You reall

You demoted me from Vice Director to a junio

ould yell, his phone resting on the

ber, but Clara instantly recognized

en. Panic flashed in his e

ra turned her head, a mockin

call," Julian

xt message popped up on the lock screen: [Julian, help me! My

or exactly two seconds. Both Clara

wheel. The tires screeched against the asphalt as he slammed the

et out and call a cab," Julian ordered

belief. "We are on the highway!

is in danger!" Julian completely dro

, shoved the passenger door open, and p

roared to life and shot back into the f

t skirt and high heels. The freezing wind whipped her hair

n Uber. The screen showed "No Servi

es. Just as despair started to choke her, a massive, bla

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“On her wedding night at The Plaza Hotel, Clara went looking for her husband. Instead, she found him in the dimly lit parking garage, passionately pinning down her bridesmaid. She couldn't even scream or expose them. Just hours before the ceremony, Julian had tricked her into signing away her twenty percent shares of their co-founded company, leaving her completely penniless and unable to pay her grandmother's life-saving medical bills. Fleeing in absolute despair, a sudden hotel blackout plunged her into a second nightmare. She was dragged into a pitch-black room and brutally violated by a heavily drugged stranger. When a shattered Clara returned to the office to audit the books and reclaim her power, Julian demoted her to a dusty desk by the trash cans. He flaunted his mistress in the executive suite and deliberately sent Clara into a horrifying trap. He arranged for vicious clients to drug and assault her, demanding high-definition blackmail photos so he could divorce her with absolutely nothing. "Since you want to play rough, you can service Mr. Petrocelli tonight," the thug sneered, locking the VIP room door. Clara was pushed to the brink of hell. Why was the man she devoted three years of her life to trying to destroy her so completely? And why did the freezing cedarwood scent of the stranger who ruined her in the dark perfectly match Conrad Vance, the ruthless CEO and Julian's untouchable uncle? Rather than let Julian win, Clara smashed a glass bottle, held the jagged edge to her own throat to force the men back, and threw herself off the second-floor balcony into the freezing night. But the bone-crushing impact never came. A massive figure shot out from the shadows and caught her, and her brutal counterattack finally began.”