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Penniless Divorce: The Secret Hacker Queen

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 708    |    Released on: 30/09/2026

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canvas, the screech of locking ti

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handed me a bottle of mineral water, a

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gave way to the highway leading toward Long Islan

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Penniless Divorce: The Secret Hacker Queen
Penniless Divorce: The Secret Hacker Queen
“I was the despised wife of NHL superstar Chace Mayo, a woman everyone assumed married him for his wealth. Our two-year marriage reached its breaking point when his fingers clamped around my throat like a vise, nearly choking me to death in his silent study. "You're a disgrace, Colette," he hissed, each word a shard of ice. "A pathetic, climbing Puck Bunny." After the housekeeper interrupted his murderous rage, he didn't show a shred of remorse. He ordered me locked in a cramped attic, bellowing at his assistant to draft divorce papers immediately, demanding I be thrown out without a single penny. As I tried to leave, his arrogant stepsister blocked my exit in front of all the maids. She viciously accused me of stealing their family valuables and forced open my suitcase, only to find a pile of faded, cheap clothes. The original Colette Hammond died in that study, her spirit completely crushed by a cruel man she loved. She couldn't understand why her endless submission only earned her a brutal death sentence. But when I opened my eyes in the mirror, the fear was gone. I am Aine Dalton, a woman who died from a ruthless betrayal in another life, now awakened in this battered body. I coldly signed his papers without reading the terms, leaving that beautiful cage behind. From now on, this body is mine, and the game has just begun.”