His Fake Wife Is A Genius Hacker

Chapter 6 No.6

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it was his mother, Eleanor Phelps, who entered. She was impeccably d

elf up, my voice a

. Her cold eyes swept over me, not with concern, but wit

fer a single word of comfort. Her first

pened to

e didn't care about me; she cared about my w

n hospital blanket. "I'm sor

hair. "You 'lost it'?" she repeated, her voice dripping with scorn. "Ava, do you h

*our grandchild*. Not *yo

turning white. I said nothing. My sil

ng. "A girl with your background... your stock simply isn't s

e saw not just a disappointing daughter-in-law, but an echo of a woman she'd faced down long ago. She had never approved of me, of my mi

had his pick of anyone." She paused for effect. "A girl like Brooke Shelton, for instance. A brilliant

family, I was a placeholder. Brooke was,

e first time, I didn't try to hide my feelings. I

hen her expression hardened into an

sture of pure, unadulterated condescension. She looked do

e people like Brooke. Your job is to support him, quietly, and n

pe that I might find some small corner of acceptance in this f

ly," she commanded, her voice devoid of any warmth. "You need to get

ore than a vessel for h

ugh tore through me, sending a bolt of agony th

heart that h

ysterical sound that quickly turned

. Harrison. This

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His Fake Wife Is A Genius Hacker

Annabell Seto Modern

“I was married to the city's celebrated FBI hero, Harrison Phelps. But when I was bleeding out on our floor from a miscarriage, he stepped right over me to attend a welcome-home party for his female partner, Brooke. "It's not a baby yet. It's just a clump of cells." He delivered those cold words and walked out the door. Later, during a live-broadcast bank hostage crisis, both Brooke and I were held at gunpoint. The hijackers made him choose one to live. Without hesitation, he chose Brooke, declaring her a "national asset," and left me to take a bullet to the neck. I barely survived the surgery, only to discover that our six-year marriage was a complete sham-he had never even legally filed the paperwork. He had also been intercepting my messages for years, systematically isolating me from my only brother. I had given up my brilliant career to be his obedient wife, only to realize I was nothing but a disposable pawn. Digging deeper, I uncovered an even more horrifying truth: Brooke's incompetence had caused my mother's death years ago, and Harrison had used his power to cover it up. Having narrowly escaped death, my grief was completely burned away by a cold, absolute hatred. I dragged out the sealed, dust-covered case containing my old digital arsenal. Under my old hacker alias "Pandora," I calmly began to dismantle the FBI hero's life, piece by piece.”