His Unwanted Wife: The Hidden Tech Genius

Chapter 6

Word Count: 671 | Released on: 11/05/2026

nhattan bank building. Her black trench coat flared slightly around her

man Resources department. She pulled the printed resignation le

e pushed her designer glasses up her nose, her

arrogance. "Have you finally grown tired o

e. She looked down at the woman and said

ements. She lazily clicked her mouse, pretending to

ion erupted in the hallway

is face was slick with sweat, his eyes wide with panic. "The core s

g yelled, grabbing his own hair. "If we don'

face draining of color, completely

She walked around the desk and physically

, instantly transforming into a blur of motion. She bypassed the

eless trophy wife-who only ever handled basic printer maintenance-t

ight green progress bar flashed acr

her finger down

oed through the office. T

sted off her hands, as if she had jus

n the floor. He stuttered, "W-who are you? Ho

urned her freezing gaze back to Agnes,

" Cassidy

rabbed a pen, scribbled her signature

from the desk, turned on her heel, and st

e massive, echoing l

giant LCD screen was broadcasti

in her tracks.

was the perfectly contoured

, announcing that Halle Moss had officially been appointe

ooking every bit the triumphant queen wh

screen and let out a

technology. This high-level appointment was nothing but Cornelius pa

the resignation papers into her bag, and pushed t

Kori had sent a location pin for

assing yellow cab, and sped toward

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His Unwanted Wife: The Hidden Tech Genius

Lorraine Modern

“For seven years, I hid my MIT Ph.D. and my identity as a top haute couture designer to be the perfect, obedient wife to billionaire Cornelius Lambert. But on our anniversary, while I waited at home with a cold dinner, I found him at a Michelin restaurant with his childhood sweetheart, Halle. My seven-year-old son sat between them, laughing loudly. "Mom is too boring. I wish Aunt Halle was my real mom." Cornelius didn't defend me. He just smiled and affectionately ruffled the boy's hair. When I finally packed my bags and left, I accidentally triggered an old AI robot prototype Cornelius had given me years ago. A hidden recording played his voice from the very night he proposed. "Why marry her? Because she's easy to control. Halle doesn't want to settle down yet, so Cassidy is just a perfect, temporary shield." Later, when I caught them being intimate in a dark parking garage and snapped a photo, Cornelius watched with cold, dead eyes as his massive bodyguard shoved me against a concrete pillar. My arm was torn open, blood dripping onto the floor, as they forced me to delete the evidence of his affair. For seven years, I filed down every sharp edge of my brilliance for a man who saw me as nothing but a pathetic, disposable placeholder. My heart turned to absolute ice. He thought I was just a weak, powerless housewife. But he forgot who he was dealing with. As his luxury car drove away, I pulled up the hidden command terminal on my phone and recovered the encrypted cloud backup of the photos. I looked at my lawyer with a bleeding arm and a cold smile. "Let's go. Now, we have a weapon."”