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Pampered By The Cruel Mafia Boss

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 839    |    Released on: Today at 10:10

into the conference room of a top family law firm. She slapped the court-sea

ulled out the yellowed prenuptial agreement, and s

wedding, grants you the absolute right to unilaterally terminate the marriage at any time,

into her palms to crush the last phantom a

diately and start the statutory thirty-day cooling-off period.

eyes, the lawyer nodded quickly and ty

Your thirty-day countdow

black sunglasses and drove a rented SUV to Bo

avy dustproof trunks from her tr

e trunks, his jaw dropped at the mountain of limited-edition

want to consign.

ped cold sweat f

er sunglasses, her

hing except this emerald locket. I

own at her last night and slipped it into her trench co

praiser handed her a digi

ount, twenty-three million dollars has b

ng up her phone screen, the tight knot

house into the crisp autumn wind, i

he screen flashed "Chloe Sterling"-her ride-or-die best f

nd Chloe's explosive voice

bastard Jamison turned your fifth anniversary

melted the ice around Everlee's

oston. Don't worry, I j

onds on the other end before Chlo

woke up! I'm sending my family helicopte

champagn

her eyes catching a billboard f

just to curse out

one turne

my partner just broke her collarbone. Babe, you were the undefeated legend

Everlee's veins for five years began to boil. She had locked a

location. I

ange Rover through the wrought-iron gates of an

ack riding habit, her tall leather boots

arena, her footsteps halted. Through the white wooden

of a docile Quarter Horse. Sitting on the saddle in a

is other palm rested casually against Ayla's thigh t

nothing but a wave of naus

yes darted cunningly before she let out a sharp gasp, purposel

ard the fence. Seeing Everlee dressed in professional riding

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Pampered By The Cruel Mafia Boss
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“Everlee dragged her bleeding body home after barely surviving a brutal kidnapping, only to find her billionaire husband throwing a lavish party. It wasn't to celebrate her survival, but to host a birthday bash for his adopted sister, Ayla, right on their fifth wedding anniversary. Instead of asking about the raw rope burns on her wrists, Jamison looked at her muddy clothes with utter disgust. "Where the hell have you been? Tonight is Ayla's birthday party. Look at what you're wearing. You're embarrassing me." When Everlee finally filed for divorce and went to the equestrian club, Ayla maliciously spurred Everlee's horse during a jump. The stallion bucked, throwing Everlee violently to the ground. As a pool of dark blood spread beneath Everlee from her rupturing womb, Jamison didn't even look at her. He scooped up a lightly bruised Ayla, leaving his miscarrying wife to die in the dirt. Saved by a powerful stranger, Everlee woke up in the hospital after an emergency surgery to remove her dead baby. Through the door, she heard Jamison's impatient voice talking to his mother. "Leave her alone in there. Once she realizes I'm not buying her little performance, she'll crawl back to the penthouse on her own and apologize to Ayla." He didn't even believe his own child had existed, reducing her tragedy to a jealous stunt for attention. Listening to the man she had loved for five years, the last shred of warmth in Everlee's heart turned to ash. She pressed a hand to her empty stomach, her eyes hardening into pure ice. With twenty-nine days left in their divorce cooling-off period, she was going to burn the entire Ingram family to the ground.”