Divorced By The Billionaire: Watch Me Shine

Chapter 2

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e Agreement. Her mind refused to process them. It felt like trying to read

mbness that started in her fingertips and spread inward, chilling her to the bone. The world she had so ca

were discussing a corporate merger. "This

isoner," she heard herself say, the words a quiet w

up at him, to really look at him. "Th

chosen together, the books lining the shelves, the life the

of something-guilt? regret?-crossed his face bef

plicity. It was a clean, sharp blade

. But her pride, a deep, unyielding thing she hadn't realized she possesse

built for herself. Deleting her social media. Avoiding photographers. Maintaining the quiet

ste in her mouth. All for a marriage he wa

she reached for the sterling silver pen on his

scanning for the signature line without reading a sing

e had likely expected tears, arguments, pleading. He had prepa

her voice clear and even. It was a final, dignified declaration of her

eptance seemed to unnerve him mo

swirls of Aria Vanderbilt felt foreign, like

of guilt that crossed his face was darker this time. He cleared his throat

ld, watching the ocean from the porch. Another broken promise, n

e her. She slowly capped the pen and pushed th

mrod straight. "Then, this penthouse

. He had expected her to crumble, to accept the consolation

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“For three years, Aria Beaumont lived as a ghost, sacrificing her identity as a bestselling author to be the secret wife of billionaire Julian Vanderbilt. On their third anniversary, instead of a celebration, Julian handed her a cold, legal document. "I want to end our marriage. I am in love with someone else." He was leaving her for Isabelle Vance, Hollywood's reigning sweetheart. Aria didn't beg or cry. She signed the divorce papers, threw her platinum wedding band into a koi pond, and walked away to rebuild her life. But her quiet surrender wasn't enough for the new couple. Isabelle orchestrated a paparazzi ambush, lured Aria to a secluded resort under the guise of a peace offering, and drugged her tea. As the heavy sedative pulled Aria under, Isabelle smiled and let two hired thugs into the room. She planned to film a sordid, drug-fueled assault to utterly destroy Aria's reputation and frame her as an unstable ex-wife. Fighting through the haze, Aria slashed her way out with a shard of broken glass and barely escaped with her life. Waking up in a sterile hospital bed, Aria was consumed by a chilling confusion. She had given up the marriage without a single fight. Why were they still trying to push her to the brink of death? Before she could process the trauma, her cousin rushed into the room with a pale face. "Aria, no one has heard from your brother in forty-eight hours. He's missing." The divorce wasn't just a betrayal. It was a calculated hunt, and Aria was finally ready to strike back.”