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His Betrayal, Her Empire

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 736    |    Released on: 07/06/2025

orning. Snow was falling softly outside the ti

ma wa

tired eyes, said she'd just

he image of Jack's laughing face at Le Cirque, Bl

called.

cal paper. Our small town wrapped its arms around me, offering casseroles and co

stry Chef at 'Aura,' a Michelin-starred restaurant in Seattle. I'd sent ou

from Jack, from the

he crushing weight

a one-w

fessional-grade stand mixer (a gift to myself after my first big catering

most nights at Blair's penthouse since their engagem

ttle annoyed. "Still at it? I

, Jack. You tal

r. "Look, I know you're upset about your grandmother. I'm

y voice was dan

to put his arms arou

's gotten into you, Emil

t exist anymore, Jack. She

ise? Guilt? – in his eyes. "Don't be dramat

s your fault she d

offended. "That's not fair. I would

sound. "Like a beggar on the street? Is tha

ey, Emily. It was *our* money. Fo

air Kennedy's engage

nt. That's... business. Family expe

ed 'Baking Books.' "I understand that for seven years, I poured

g big. All the birthdays and Christmases where my gifts were thoughtful, handmade things, wh

ng me sick. "For groceries. For my share of the rent on *y

It was! It's important to

, you mean.

eping through. "Em, come on. Don't do this. We can work this out. I miss you

it is, Jack." I hefte

What about... what about the wedding? I told you, I'd giv

f his words, even no

't make it up to her. And

m. He didn't try

building, the cold November air

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“For seven years, I poured my passion, my dreams, and every spare cent into our future, believing Jackson and I were building something real. Then, his engagement party to socialite Blair Kennedy became front-page news, exposing the truth about the "sentimental" cubic zirconia ring he'd given me. The ultimate betrayal struck when my beloved grandmother, my only family, desperately needed a $100,000 surgery, and Jackson, the man I trusted with my life savings, coldly refused to release a dime of *my* money. "Old people get sick," he scoffed, before having me forcibly removed from a fancy restaurant, publicly shaming me as a gold-digger. He meticulously drained my hard-earned savings, funnelling it into Blair's lavish diamond, while forcing me to sign IOUs for groceries and calling it "financial discipline." My grandmother died shortly after, her fragile heart unable to bear the shock of his engagement news. How could the man I loved for seven years, who built his very future on *my* sacrifices, dismiss my grandmother's life with such casual cruelty? The sheer audacity of his calculated lies, his emotional and financial manipulation, left me shattered, broken, yet ignited a cold, hard fury. But I am Emily, a baker, and I decided their game was irrevocably over. I wasn't just leaving; I was rebuilding a new life a thousand miles away, ready to rise, a sweet empire of defiance forged from the ashes of his betrayal.”
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