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General He is really miserable, got divorced by his wife.

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 794    |    Released on: Today at 10:18

walls in front of the double doors,

Her eyes were like daggers as they locked

arms over her chest. Her chin tilted up in arrog

clothes," Evelyn s

g out any Harrison family assets or c

with the effort to keep her anger contained. She l

the bag with an open

She dug her manicured hands into the neatly folded sweat

m Evelyn's coat pocket. She inspected the clasp, realized it was wor

the black hardcover notebook that Evelyn

notebook," Ca

s. Her fingers dug into the leather co

is my personal diary. It has n

ard on the left. The massive man stepped forward, grabbed Evel

er shoulder slamming hard into the drywall of the entryway. A sharp, famil

. Her eyes scanned the pages filled with complex chemical fo

osmetic chemistry looked like absolute gibberish to her. She dismissed the complex notat

sed the notebook back at Evely

od floor. Evelyn crouched down immediately. She picked it up

ignaling the end of the search. "You

p. She stood tall. She didn't say a single word to Camil

tainless-steel doors slide shut, finally sealing

pulled her phone from her pocket.

"Evelyn?" His deep voice was

enthouse," Evelyn said. He

bove Manhattan had turned a bruised, dark

r thin trench coat. She shivered violently, her teeth chattering. The biting cold seeped into her b

he glass, his eyes full of pity,

wind. She wrapped her arms around herself, c

on its brakes right at the curb in front of the building. During those agonizing thirty minutes, the biting wind had completel

bespoke black suit, stepped out. He popped open a mas

a entirely over Evelyn's head, completely exposin

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General He is really miserable, got divorced by his wife.
General He is really miserable, got divorced by his wife.
“For three years, I played the perfect, submissive housewife to billionaire Julian Harrison. But right after an intimate night together, he coldly threw a divorce agreement onto the bed. "Scarlett landed an hour ago. I need my single status restored to welcome her back." That same night, I ended up in the emergency room and discovered I was pregnant with twins. When Julian found out, he didn't show a shred of joy. Instead, he stormed into my hospital room, threw a blank check directly at my face, and ordered me to get rid of them. He accused me of using the babies as a sick game to trap his assets. Then, his ruthless lawyer kicked me out of our penthouse, confiscating the jewelry he gifted me and tossing my worn-out notebook onto the floor like garbage. Standing in the freezing rain, my heart completely died. I had swallowed my pride, managed his life, and cooked his meals to his exact standards for three years, only to be thrown away the second his first love returned. But he didn't know that the notebook his lawyer discarded contained the secret formulas of Aura Beauty, a billion-dollar empire I built in the shadows. I tore his check into pieces, blocked his number, and left in a Maybach sent by my associate. Logging into my global CEO database, I looked at his company's fragile stock chart with a predatory smile. The docile Mrs. Harrison died in the rain. It was time to crush his empire.”