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The Jilted Ex-Wife Is A Zillionaire

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 743    |    Released on: 27/05/2026

sat at her desk, cradling a cup of black coffee, when her encrypted phone chimed. A notifica

as almost la

sed the no

A titan of the industry, one of the few wh

peaker. "I'm just calling to check on the Henderson acquis

ng a rare warmth. "It's progressing well

e. "Da

e was answ

e blunt judgment of a man who had watched empires

n. Lloyd Manor. Winston Hayes, the family's butle

your presence at the manor. He wishe

l be there in a

summons from Magnus meant only one thing: he was wo

pulled up to the imposing iron gates of the Long Island estate, Darius's Bentley was alre

ignoring their stunned, hosti

decorum was fixed on her face, but her eyes were chips of ice. She walked right

performance for an audience of one. She held Daphne at arm's length, a

lle. Since you and Darius are divorcing, you should learn som

g smile. "Ms. Stone. I do hope

her tone loaded with meaning, "do you still have access to that mira

Isabelle's companies. It wasn't commercially available. She had given a small jar

ied smoothly. "A Swiss friend of mine developed it. Extre

e. She squeezed Daphne's hand. "You s

ugh the theater.

them toward the east wing of the mansion, where

Aegis Laboratories would revoke Genev

ars, no pleas, no pathetic bids for his attention. Instead, she moved with a cold, untouchable grace he had never seen before. Something un

could hear a man's voice, raised in anger. A cane tappin

ed the d

file on every current trouble facing Lloyd Group. And send Briaan Hudson's contac

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“Isabel returned to her penthouse after a grueling seventeen-hour flight, only to be greeted by the cloying scent of another woman's perfume. Her husband of three years, Darius, sat waiting with divorce papers. He wanted to marry his mistress, Dove, and offered Isabel a measly one million dollars, treating her like a greedy charity case from the Rust Belt who should just take the payout and vanish. But Isabel didn't want his pity. She demanded the four percent equity stake in his family's company that she rightfully owned-a stake worth 1.5 billion dollars. When she revealed this, the wealthy family turned vicious. They refused to acknowledge that she had secretly saved their empire from bankruptcy years ago. Instead, Darius and Dove orchestrated a brutal public execution. They ambushed her at a top law firm, spreading malicious lies that her investment money was stolen from a Ponzi scheme. They even hired a fake victim to scream at her in the lobby, successfully terrifying Isabel's lawyer into dropping her case on the spot. She had quietly rescued their entire legacy, yet they were willing to frame her as a criminal and destroy her life just to keep her rightful billions. As Darius and his mistress gloated over her absolute ruin, the most ruthless and feared lawyer in New York suddenly stepped in front of Isabel, his voice cutting through the dead silence. "Your case, I'll take it."”