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The Jilted Heiress's Ruthless Billionaire Revenge

Gray Matter

For five years, I abandoned my status as the heiress of the powerful Montgomery family to play the role of a poor, submissive housewife for Barrett. Then, a bank notification popped up on my phone. Barrett had forged my digital signature and transferred our entire $50 million joint trust fund to a woman named Crista Reid. When I called his boardroom to confront him, he humiliated me in front of a dozen Wall Street executives. "Stop acting like a hysterical housewife. You're living in a penthouse I pay for, so don't embarrass yourself." I broke into his encrypted laptop and uncovered the sickening truth. Crista was his mistress, and they had a five-year-old son together. Barrett hadn't just stolen my money; he had spent years painting me as a helpless charity case he rescued, completely erasing the fact that my financial models built his entire company. He thought I was just a discarded peasant he could manipulate, cheat on, and replace. He truly believed he held absolute power over my life. He had no idea that I still possessed the highest security clearance of the Montgomery empire. I pulled an old BlackBerry from a hidden wall compartment, plugged it in, and dialed my family's lawyer. "Draft the prenup for Commodore Clayton IV," I ordered, choosing to marry Wall Street's most ruthless predator. "I'm done playing the peasant."

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"Cassandra, I've never had any feelings for you. We should break up."

"We're meant to be together, Cassandra. I'll have as you as my wife for the rest of my life."

"Cassandra! She's your sister! How dare you hurt her like this? Get out of my sight! You are no longer my daughter!"

"She was worthless. Her death means nothing to me."

Cassandra Yan was having a headache.

Recalling all those times from her past tore her up into a million pieces. She groaned as she curled up into a ball.

There was no one inside the room except for her. She gazed at the handcuff around her wrist that was attached to the bedpost. She roughly wiggled her hand, but it only left an angry red mark around her wrist. The skin on her wrist began to bleed.

A cold sweat began to form on her forehead, and the air in the room felt freezing cold.

She didn't know how long it was until she opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was a bedroom decorated with red ornaments.

Her eyes widened and her body felt stiff. The familiar scene overwhelmed her.

How could this be? Wasn't it the night before her wedding? What was going on?

She didn't want to be a substitute and marry that vile man. The only thing she wanted was to be with the man she loved. Her parents locked her up inside the bedroom because of it.

'I thought I was dead. What's going on?'

She tried every means to run away from the vile man. She thought she was going to meet her beloved, but she was wrong.

Her sister, whom she trusted the most, was standing by the vile man's side. And the man she loved most planned everything.

In her parents' eyes, she was just a pawn.

Realizing that, she had no will to live. When that vile man brought her home, she knew she would have to live the rest of her life as a prisoner, with no hope of escape.

The last thing she could remember was falling into the sea and struggling to stay afloat for a while. When she opened her eyes again, she was back in the night from five years ago. Tomorrow, she was going to replace her sister, Susan Yan, and marry Martin Lu, the vile man.

Everything in front of her looked so real, and she was sure she wasn't in a dream.

'What happened? Am I reborn?

But why? Why am I back in the time where my nightmares would begin?'

Her parents abandoned her, the love of her life was taken away by her sister, and the man she loved betrayed her. They all forced her to marry Martin Lu.

'Do I have to go through all of that again?

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