The Despised Wife's Spectacular High Society Comeback

Chapter 5

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ipped the cold, ornate wrought-iron railing, actively resisting th

miliating echo of Nate calling her "Ma'am" was s

glanced down at the group still gathered in the foyer,

s sharp jawline, his striking, bright bl

er memory. Julian had pitch-black hair, piercing, slate-gr

at the boy, she realized there was absolutely zero phy

from the novel's prologue, which explicitly hinted that the Sterl

s definitely not Julian's biological son. That massive hidden truth explaine

to Leo. The blonde girl pretended to brush a pie

ed immediately, his shoulders pulling inward. He showed a

l his rebellious, tough-guy posturing, the kid was surprising

try to get her kicked out of the house and ruin

her hand trailing lig

had disappeared around the corner. His brow

immensely annoyed that she hadn't yelled at him or threatened to call his father to

suggested they go to the home theater in

eavy backpack, slinging it over one shoulder

he sound of the teenagers faded as they mo

ed hallway, enjoying the sudden, p

e heavy door behind her and leaning her ba

close, critically examining her face to ensure she didn't

ely. She was relieved to see youthful, glowing skin th

nightstand. She intended to spend the entire afternoon

up comfortably on the velvet chais

trying to absorb the fashion tr

relax, a faint, rhythmic thumping vibration traveled up

rowed as she tried to identify the sou

lved into the distinct, aggressive, ear-

e theater's state-of-the-art sound system to its

eaceful afternoon had been officiall

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“Summer woke up to the blinding light of a crystal chandelier, only to realize she had transmigrated into the trashy romance novel she read last night. She was now the universally despised contract wife of Julian Sterling, a ruthless New York billionaire who immediately threw down a leather folder and demanded a divorce. Faking a drunken stupor to survive the night, Summer thought she could at least enjoy the wealthy lifestyle, but reality hit her hard. Her bank account had exactly fifty cents. The original owner had secretly sent every penny of her massive allowance to a parasitic, gambling-addicted brother. Worse, the maids were serving her daily fertility pills-a direct violation of her ironclad prenup that would leave her penniless on the streets if Julian found out. Even her rebellious teenage stepson and his vicious friends treated her like a joke, openly mocking her in her own foyer. A billionaire's wife with fifty cents? It was a cruel, terrifying joke. She was completely trapped with a husband who despised her, a stepson trying to humiliate her, and a toxic brother threatening public ruin if she didn't pay up. But Summer refused to be a victim in this new life. She flushed the forbidden pills down the toilet, permanently blocked her leeching brother, and effortlessly thwarted a vicious plot to drug her stepson. When Julian coldly called to order her to a high-society charity gala, he left a sharp warning. "Do not embarrass the Sterling name again tonight. Keep your mouth shut." Summer simply smirked. She bypassed the pastel dresses and zipped up a striking emerald green silk gown, her eyes burning with cold ambition, ready to show New York exactly who they were dealing with.”