Rebuked

Phoenix Rising: The Scarred Heiress's Revenge

Xiao Hong Mao

I lived as the "scarred ghost" of the Stephens penthouse, a wife kept in the shadows because my facial burns offended my billionaire husband's aesthetic. For years, I endured Kason's coldness and my family's abuse, a submissive puppet who believed she had nowhere else to go. The end came with a blue folder tossed onto my silk sheets. Kason's mistress was back, and he wanted me out by sunset, offering a five-million-dollar "silence fee" to go hide my face in the countryside. The betrayal cut deep when I discovered my father had already traded my divorce for a corporate bailout. My step-sister mocked my "trashy" appearance at a high-end boutique, while the sales staff treated me like a common thief. At home, my father threatened to cut off my mother's life-saving medicine unless I crawled back to Kason to beg for a better deal. I was the girl who took the blame for a fire she didn't start, the wife who worshipped a man who never looked her in the eye, and the daughter used as a human bargaining chip. I was supposed to be broken, penniless, and desperate. But the woman who stood up wasn't the weak Elease Finch anymore; she was Phoenix, a tactical predator with a $500 million secret. I signed the divorce papers without a single tear, walked past my stunned husband, and wiped the Finch family's bank accounts clean with a few taps on my phone. "Your money is dirty," I told Kason with a cold smile. "I prefer clean hands." The cage is open, the hunt has begun, and I'm starting with the people who thought a scar made me weak.

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"Let go of me!" Meg yelled, pulling her arms away from Natalie's grip.

Slap!

"How dare you disobey me? I paid your family well for this marriage and you must do as I say" Natalie retorted.

Meg's tender cheek burned and turned red. She gently caressed it with her smooth palm. Tears welled up in her eyes as she opened her mouth to defend herself, but Natalie did not give her such liberty.

"What? Say one more word and I will send you to the grave" he shrieked.

He held her tiny arms tightly and squeezed them so that she had no room to escape.

Meg sobbed, the pain was unbearable, but there was no way she could fight back considering the manner he clutched her arms.

"You are hurting me, Natalie" she whispered

"I can as well have you killed, and your parents will do nothing about it. Cross my line next time and you will have yourself to blame"Natalie sneered and shoved her hard.

Meg didn't see that coming, she had a great fall and almost broke her core.

"Ouch," she cried out, holding her hurting waist.

Not satisfied with his cruelty, he went after her again, this time determined to be more brutal with her.

Unfortunately, Natalie felt a strong arm clasp him up and smack his back hard on the wall that stood behind them before he could get near her.

He waggled in an attempt to free himself from the intruder, but the stranger held him firmly.

It was at this point that lightning glimmered and Natalie was able to get a peek at his cold and unfriendly face.

"Lay another finger on her and you will be a dead man," the stranger muttered coldly.

His tone was void of any emotions, thick and dry was his voice. Cold chilly ran down Natalie's spine. Never in his life had he seen a man so intimidating with the allure of power and arrogance.

Glancing at his shivering body, the stranger shoved him hard, this made Natalie bang his ass on the ground. That was when he regretted bullying his wife outside the empty street.

The man then turned to Meg who was still whimpering on the floor and leaned to her level.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

Meg nodded her head. The man gently pulled her up to her feet.

"I will take you to the doctor," he whispered.

"No, thanks. I will be alright" Meg mumbled.

"Do you mind riding home with me?" He asked

"Don't worry, I will find my way home," Meg

replied. Looking toward Natalie.

"Are you sure you want to be with him"? The man asked following her gaze

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