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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.

Modern Revenge

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After all these years, H city seemed to be as clear and gentle as it always was.

After a sixteen-hour flight, Amanda got a little tired. She turned on her phone and wanted to check if she had booked a hotel. Suddenly, her shoulder was hit and her phone fell to the ground.

Getting very angry, she looked at the man who just bumped into her and said, "Hey! Do you have eyes? Don't you see anybody here?"

"What's wrong with you? Who would be so stupid to stand in the doorway?" The man who bumped into her was dressed in a dark colored suit. His features were charming; his eyes were deep and cold, but the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, which gave him an unruly wild nature. His pink thin lips were slightly pursed, showing his unhappiness.

The man noticed the young man was looking at him carefully. He curved his lips and said in a sarcastic tone, "What? You want to talk to me by such a lame excuse? You'd better forget it. I don't like women like you."

Amanda was not a wuss at all. She rolled her eyes at him and said, "No worries. I was not trying to pick up you. After all, I can meet a lot of guys like you in the nightclub."

The man was speechless. This woman was so arrogant. He had no time to argue with her now. He sneered, "You are really brave. Next time you see me, let's have a good talk then." Then he left in a hurry.

"You are so dead next time! I will teach you a lesson bu then!" On the other hand, Amanda was in a hurry. After more than ten hours of flight, she still had a lot of work to do. Fortunately, her phone was wearing a protective shell and didn't get broken.

When she arrived at the hotel she had booked, Amanda took her room card and went upstairs to rest. When she woke up in the evening, she decided to go out for dinner.

The elevator rose slowly. It stopped at the twenty second floor, and the door opened slowly. Inside the elevator, there was a sweet couple still clinging to each other in the elevator. Amanda said coldly, "please make way for me. Everybody should get into the room if they have something to do. Don't get in the way of others."

The man looked up, and Amanda was startled for a second. This was really a small world. It was the one who had run into her.

"Mr. Darren, it's all your fault. I was seen again." The woman in his arms snuggled up to him in a lovely and sweet way, and inadvertently her face showed up. It turned out that she was Rose, the most popular ancient actress in the current film industry.

Darren held the woman in his arms tightly. He looked at the woman with his sharp eyes and said, "get out of here."

"Why do you ask me to get out? This hotel is not yours." She was not a soft-hearted person, and intended to have a quarrel with this ridiculous man.

"Mr. Darren, I'm sorry to interrupt your pleasure. Miss, please leave now. We will compensate you with three times your room charge." The hotel manager came in a hurry. On one hand, he smiled at the man and turned to urge Amanda to leave.

"Why do you want me to leave? It's not about money." She pushed the manager away and added, "This is the so-called best hotel in H city. And that's the way you serve your guest?! Huh?"

"Wait." Looking at the way she was cursing, Darren' eyes moved slightly. Let her continue to live here."

"Yes, yes, Miss. You may continue to live here." The manager of the hotel immediately called Amanda in.

"What tricks you are playing now? Whatever, I just live here. I'm not afraid of you." Then she went back to her room and slammed the door.

"Who is that woman?" Asked Rose, lying on the bed and looking at the man in front of her.

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