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The Divorced Heiress Takes The Crown

The Divorced Heiress Takes The Crown

Author: Ola Wilde
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1112    |    Released on: Today at 11:24

side the Stark penthouse. She adjusted the dark r

plates. She kept glancing toward the heavy oak door. Her stomach fluttered. A smal

k on the fron

hed down the fabric of her black dress. The smil

the second Car

k. His jaw was clenched tigh

ectly to the glass liquor cabinet. He poured a heavy measur

hitting the glass was sharp

oat felt tight. She tried to so

e," she said softly.

threw a thick manila enve

it the crystal vase. Water sloshed over the rim

er. Her fingertips brushed against t

g, she pulled t

lack letters at the top: Ma

her veins turned to ice. Her l

iced through the ro

ack. There's no place

him. Her chest heaved. Her lips tremble

d. "Your... first love

adjusted his expensive silver cuffl

ght," he said. "Don't make thi

e are downstairs, coming up now. A cold, calculated look crossed his face as he slipped the phone away, silently orchestrat

thouse. They looked like sharks smelling blood in t

voice echoed

e thought you'd never get

wly around the dining table. She rolle

ow... pathetic. Thinking a home-cooked meal c

d fell in rapid, shallow breaths. She forced her eyes to stay wide so the tears wouldn

to Camilla. She looke

papers and pack your things. The Stark fam

ght out of Camilla's tight gr

e terms out loud. "She gets nothing but he

re scene with dead, empty eyes. He didn't step in. He didn't st

reath. She snatched the pape

e out surpris

t of my

er tone. Then, Diane's face turned red with anger. She

y rang out. It was flat,

illie. Tha

ed her hand. She l

isle," Diane said. "She needs

n't resist o

Billie said. "Celine is way bet

her gaze to Carlisle. She searched his face for a s

but endless, fre

, Camill

tain pen resting on the table. Diane and Billie stared at her

surprised that she was giving in so easily. A f

he signature line. She pause

amilla Mcneil. The strokes were sharp and aggress

reement onto the table ri

e was pure ice. "Now,

re. A cold smirk touched his lips. He folded the documen

alked out the door. He

e exchanged a v

oon to vacate this penthou

r slammed shut. It sounded lik

e in the ruined dining room.

They slid down her che

wrapped her arms around her knees. Her shou

ly lasted

e stood up. The vulnerability in her eyes was gone.

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The Divorced Heiress Takes The Crown
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“On our fourth wedding anniversary, I prepared a perfect home-cooked dinner for my husband, Carlisle. But the moment he walked in, he threw a marital settlement agreement right onto the table. "Sign it. Celine is back. There's no place for you here anymore." His mother and sister immediately marched in to supervise my packing, calling me a barren gold-digger and trying to smash my late mother's only keepsake. I signed the papers and walked out into the freezing night, thinking the nightmare was finally over. But the next day, a heavily edited video of a childhood friend helping me into his car went viral online. Carlisle's PR team released a public statement branding me a cheating wife, completely destroying my reputation. He let the world tear me apart, using my ruined name to play the victim and justify bringing his first love home. I had sacrificed my own dreams and endured his family's endless abuse for four years, only to be discarded like trash and framed for the exact emotional cheating he had been doing all along. Watching the vile comments flood my screen, my heartbreak hardened into pure, unbreakable ice. I calmly picked up my phone and dialed my father's number. "Dad, it's time. I want to come home and take over Mcneil Industries."”