His Broken Bride Is A Hidden Genius

Chapter 7

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ow. Adeline sat on the floor, stretching her limbs, prep

rtly weaving two ultra-thin sur

ler opened the door, followed by two snobby s

, letting her mouth hang open slightly.

heap pink lace dress onto the bed. Katrina's doing. S

retty pink!" she cheered, sli

backstage. Damaris stood in front of a full-length

ox. She opened it. Inside sat a breathtaking diamon

orning," Katrina whispered. "For the

he snatched the necklace and fastened it around her own neck.

er the hallway, saw everyth

ge of dark amusement. Damaris's vanit

he used a sewing needle to create hidden pockets inside the tul

the front door, checking his Rolex. He glared at Adeline

ht. Don't speak. Don't eat

antically, shrink

inst her skin. She looked at Adeline's pink dress and laughed out

y. Enjoy the diamonds

Lincoln. Damaris suddenly stopped. "Oh,

ne in the foyer, her face twisted into an ug

hoved Ade

own the stairs into the basement. She

licked into place. Damaris tossed the key in

o Ewell. "She ran to the backyard to

ht with anxiety. "Forget her. As long as I

oln pull

brushed the dust off her pink dress. She reached

e stairs to the

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His Broken Bride Is A Hidden Genius

Sisi Qingwang Romance

“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.”