His Broken Bride Is A Hidden Genius

Chapter 6

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ent the car drove away, Ewell's face darkened. He grabbed Katrin

ak doors sl

ompletely silently, her footsteps making zero sound on the hardw

ement is a joke. They are treating her like pr

h. "Then let Damaris marry him. She

!" Ewell snapped. "I am not throwing my

nister whisper. "Then you bette

stopped

ipped those neuro-suppressants into her milk every night, if I hadn't broken her mind, she would have taken everything f

ed. Her fists clenched so hard her finge

. The abuse. It wasn't a tragedy.

e. Tomorrow night at the engagement banquet at The Plaza.

ty. "To our new partnership with the Herrings." The verdict was se

he door. Adeline vanished down the hall lik

hammered with a new, lethal rage. She gra

he hidden bott

and f

klace was completely gone, v

s of the bag onto the floor. She

containing his life's medical research and the only clues to fin

brain rapidly rewound t

n with the black mask. He had rippe

ypted phone. She checked th

hicle registered to the Herring Group Executive Secur

violent, masked psychopath who stole her

her. Running away was no longer an

rrow night, she wasn't just going to a banquet. She wa

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His Broken Bride Is A Hidden Genius

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“Adeline's stepmother had secretly drugged her for years, turning a child genius into a drooling, mentally disabled laughingstock just so her stepsister could steal her life. But when her greedy father sold her off to Griffin Herring-a violent, untouchable billionaire psychopath-to save his company, things took a deadly turn. Before the wedding, Griffin attacked her in a dark alley, nearly snapping her neck before stealing her grandfather's silver necklace. That necklace held a micro-drive with her family's deepest secrets, and without it, she had nothing. Back at the estate, her situation only worsened. Her stepsister Damaris paraded around in the Herring family's diamond engagement gifts, trying to force-feed Adeline wet dog food on an Instagram live stream. When Adeline's calculated "clumsiness" ruined the video, her furious father locked her in a damp, rusted basement. "Give her to the psycho," her stepmother hissed through the door. "Let him lock her away forever." Listening from the shadows, Adeline's fists clenched until her palms bled. Her supposed mental fog wasn't a tragedy-it was a calculated assassination of her mind. They had destroyed her childhood and were now throwing her to a monster just to keep the billions. The dull, empty look in Adeline's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a razor-sharp, chilling clarity. She pulled a thin surgical needle from her messy bun and picked the heavy iron padlock in ten seconds. It was time to break into the billionaire's penthouse, take back her necklace, and tear them all apart.”