The Billionaire's Ex wife Wants Revenge

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r shoulders like an invisible burden. The stark white interior of her new apartment, a s

that she was particularly attached to places; her life after her divorce had been a constant cycle

as long as she could remember. The memories were a tangled web of neglect, constant cr

eyes, picturing the peeling paint, the dusty old furniture, and the air thick with uns

ot the bland, earthy tea that Hailey swore was good for her skin, but something s

her lips, "I'd be halfway through a pack by now. Maybe two." The thought conjured up

he poured a generous measure of the deep red liquid, the scent of Merlot filling the a

ruption to her silent contemplation. It was a tex

think we're be

ollowed by two li

ou mean stalked?" she muttere

e post, titled "Welcome Back, Katherine," was accompanied by a pho

ks like the tall, dark and handsome heart-throb billionaire and CEO of Mikaelson Robotics and Mi

dentical twin sister btw) congrats ma

cond option I'm here for the drama. I lo

couldn't help but feel a prickle of unease, a sense of violation. It was posted a

s is insane," she muttered, her voice heavy with a mixture of a

ted by Castiel's company, a lavish affair scheduled for March 3rd. The date wasn't Castiel's birthday, nor was it

s partner

r lips. "He loves the grand gestures, the spectacle." She knew Castie

time with a single sentence and a wink

"How we make a proper entrance," Hailey had written, the wor

stion, a plea for a bit of clarity

her phone screen. Hailey loved to keep her plans close to the

nly feeling heavy and cold. Whatever Hailey wa

utiny. She'd spent years building a new life for herself, a life away from the shadow of Castiel and the turbu

fight for her freedom, reclaim her life even if it meant ruining C

photo from Hailey, showing her sprawled on the couch, s

ing to be late btw" Hailey's rep

y was always prone to stirring up. But something inside her, a spark

start, but it was also a chance to revisit the past, to face her demons, and to reclaim her

host of a smile playing on her

place that was both familiar and strange. But this time,

g her lungs. This was her new beginning, her chance to re

p, gut feeling, that it was