Tricked the Billionaire into Divorcing Me

Chapter 7

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a linen hand wipe from her clutch, methodically wiped her

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and walked with steady, elegant strides directly toward the back of t

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Tricked the Billionaire into Divorcing Me

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“"You wouldn't last forty-eight hours in Manhattan without my credit cards." For six years, Caitlin Walters gave up her identity, her career as a world-class harp prodigy, and her pride to be Greyson Owen's obedient wife. Her reward? Waking up from major tumor surgery in a stark, empty hospital room-only to see headlines of her billionaire husband flaunting her conniving rival and her own six-year-old daughter at a glamorous Manhattan gala. No tears. No begged apologies. Caitlin simply made a call: "Chloe, I need a divorce." Before walking out the door, she burned her pearl-encrusted wedding gown to ashes, slipped a binding divorce decree into Greyson's urgent multi-million-dollar corporate merger, and watched the arrogant CEO blindly sign his own doom. Greyson thought she would come crawling back on her knees. Instead, Caitlin showed up at Manhattan's elite charity auction in a backless black gown, slapped his mistress across the face, and caught the eye of Kendrick Grimes-a mysterious, silver-masked titan who dropped $200,000,000 in cash just to place a historic harp into her hands. Now, the child who abandoned her is begging for mommy. The husband who humiliated her is losing his mind. And Caitlin is walking straight into the family boardroom with a $30 million settlement demand and an executed divorce decree. He wanted a trophy wife. He just unleashed the queen.”