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The Genius Coder and Her Secret Billionaire Husband

The Genius Coder and Her Secret Billionaire Husband

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1348    |    Released on: Today at 18:10

nership rights in BeanStalk Tech? Once submitted, it will trigger

oed in the cavernous hallwa

d around the document. The cheap

m s

fortress of calm bui

into, would enter the final stage before going public. Once that happened, any ownership dispu

nce to legally protec

red eyes, pushed the docum

n he

up the pen, a sharp vo

and treat me like a stranger? Do you really have to separate ev

n around. That voice was etched into her memory,

some face twisted with frustration. On his arm was Jessenia Holme

ignature line. "Do you have to make this so ugly? For mo

enough for the people in line to turn and stare.

ng with false sympathy. "Sister, please don't be like this. Estill still cares abo

a finger at Serena. "See? Look how understanding Jessenia is! An

ess nights of hard work, then built his success and public image on everything she had created. The sister

warmth in Serena's

gaze, cold and gray like a wi

ry tremor. She unconsciously lo

'm here to take back what is min

sharp, decisive motion, picked up the pen

a Jac

k and final. Not

is expression a mixture

e scenes. He had never seen this woman before, this

ainst the wall, silently watching as his deep, u

lo M

er signing the document. Her knuckles were white. A ba

ith humiliation, gr

e nothing without me!" he snarled,

dn't watc

n turned to leave. The armor of her composure finally cracked as exhaustion wash

w fell

her, blocking the ha

?" His voice was a l

oked u

red suit that probably cost more than her

ut a busi

stock. A single line of text was embossed

take it. She j

, his voice even. "Your actions just no

n remained cold. "

hand. "Your ex-fiancé came here for a reaso

d slightly. "Then wha

corner of Camilo's lips lifted slightly, a sub

in Serena's expression

Camilo's gaze remained steady. "And I know what happe

pau

vestors and the board become aware of a dispute between the fo

gers tighten

k," Camilo continued. "H

ed harder than

still wanted her talent, h

se say it made the tru

gal barrier. Something that creates a separate interest

ce lit up Serena's gray eyes.

ctly. He spoke each word

ke back control of my own choice." Camilo glanced at the signed document in her hand

er of us is looking for love. We n

es met

the simples

t him, certain

y hint of a joke, but found

nsequences, and the potential gains. A powerful stranger with unknown intentions. A c

ing Estill with no leverage,

But losing BeanStalk Tech was a

e asked, her

d," he paused, "like me, you view contracts a

opped to the wat

derstated, but its v

she couldn't fight. But p

decision was made. "I agre

ation appeared in hi

toward the marriage licens

toward the very entrance that had represented her humiliation just

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The Genius Coder and Her Secret Billionaire Husband
The Genius Coder and Her Secret Billionaire Husband
“I wrote every line of core code for BeanStalk Tech, even suffering permanent scars in a lab explosion just to protect a prototype. But right before the company's massive IPO, my fiancé Estill stole all the credit and publicly replaced me with my half-sister, Jessenia. My own father called an emergency board meeting, demanding I transfer my 15% shares to Jessenia as her "wedding dowry" to Estill. When I voted against it, my father flew into a rage, freezing my family trust fund and cutting off all my finances on the spot. Estill cornered me at City Hall with Jessenia on his arm, pointing his finger at my face in front of a staring crowd. "For money, you'll throw away the last bit of decency we have? You're nothing without me!" I had poured my soul into building his empire and sacrificed my youth for this family, only to be stripped of my life's work and discarded like absolute trash. Why did my own blood relatives despise me so much, treating my genius as nothing more than a stepping stone for the sister who only knew how to play the victim? With my back against the wall, I looked at the contract marriage agreement handed to me by Camilo Meyer, the apex predator of Wall Street. I signed my name, deleted my father's contact, and logged into my offshore accounts to short BeanStalk Tech. They wanted to ruin me, but they didn't know I was about to crush them all.”