icon 0
icon TOP UP
rightIcon
icon Reading History
rightIcon
icon Sign out
rightIcon
icon Get the APP
rightIcon

Discarded Wife Is A Hidden Billionaire Heiress

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 607    |    Released on: Today at 16:10

k on everyone's faces and pulle

my father was preparing before he passed away.

ng wanted to restart the highly profitable project but c

nced. "And to showcase the strength of the Beaumont Group, we w

300 million pre-sale for an unreleased collect

is chance. Adah was being too rash. If this project

bold and impressive! I support it!" He was ready

She was setting a trap. She didn't just want to win;

hrough with her newfound authority,

o it!" he schemed. "We'll create some trouble for the project behind the

ian was waiting. "Miss, Elbridge and

cerned. "Let them scramble.

ion were over. She needed a

a table at 'The

xclusive, most private members-only lou

scenic view has already

ere suit and drove to a hau

kless silk gown, its hem fl

ff stared, mesmerized. The dress seemed made for her,

, The Gil

ting, with lazy jazz music flowing through the ai

quickly drawing eyes from all over the room. Men repeatedly tri

loyal knight watching over his quee

hed thirst for more. She noticed a small stage in

e needed to completely shed the

off her heels, and, barefoot,

iful woman approaching and

ffered the audience a small sm

as the hazy music swelled,

. Every movement told a story of bondage and liber

Claim Your Bonus at the APP

Open
Discarded Wife Is A Hidden Billionaire Heiress
Discarded Wife Is A Hidden Billionaire Heiress
“For three years, Adah played the role of the humble, devoted wife to billionaire Atticus Sterling, erasing her own identity to maintain their cold marriage. On their third anniversary, he came home smelling of his mistress's signature perfume. When the other woman called, he didn't hesitate to leave, and when Adah desperately reached out to stop him, he violently wrenched his arm away in disgust. "Don't touch me!" She stumbled backward, her head violently connecting with the sharp corner of the marble fireplace. As darkness swallowed her whole, the man she loved didn't even look back, leaving her unconscious on the floor to rush to his lover's side. He had always mocked her, thinking she was just a poor, desperate woman who couldn't even afford next month's rent without his charity. He assumed she would always cling to him like a pathetic parasite. But that brutal blow shattered the mental cage she had been locked in for three years. Through the blinding pain, forgotten images flooded her mind in a tidal wave: a violent yacht explosion against a summer sky, endless lines of encrypted code, and her father's dying words. Why had she endured such humiliating abuse for a man who treated her like a discarded piece of furniture? When Adah opened her eyes again, the timid housewife was gone. She remembered everything-she was Adah Beaumont, the sole heir to the massive Beaumont fortune and the world's most elusive hacker, and her first act of rebirth would be handing Atticus a signed divorce agreement.”