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Seeds of Fury: The Discarded Wife's Rise

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 570    |    Released on: 07/06/2025

om of the grand staircase, a

ou right. Eating our food, living in our h

r from running off with some tattooed deadbeat when she was

red. Victoria Vance, with her mother, a woman who looked like a perfectly

her arm through Victoria's. "Ethan can't stand her

perfume on his clothes

burdens with me. He assumed I wouldn't underst

ing after Ethan, Ms. Vance

it, a small, disdainful

fied housekeeper. She's an Ivy League graduate, fluent in two languages. She can mak

ith Ethan through the hard times. But he's

for Chloe's private school application fees. I remembered working off-the-books in a sweltering French Quar

new. Or ne

ou'll stay in the guest wing for now. Victoria, M

uest wing is being repainted. She can h

nd smelled of mothballs and

the pain in my belly

ard voices from downsta

was saying, his voice low. "It sounds ridiculous, I know, b

ndscaping crew out to that little swamp plot this morning. They're 'beautifying' the area. Clearing ou

imple wooden cross. The sacred

inside m

s, my bare feet silen

ection in the grand hall mirro

think. I

ria's cheek. The sound crack

d, clutchin

. "Elara! Have you lost your mi

sk why. He

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“It was supposed to be my ten-year anniversary, a glittering party celebrating a decade I'd devoted to building Ethan's empire. As I stood under the opulent chandeliers, Chloe, his sister, beamed, raising a toast "to new beginnings"-then pressed divorce papers into my hand. The celebratory evening shattered, turning into a public nightmare. While Ethan schmoozed with his Ivy League "ideal," Victoria Vance, I suffered a violent miscarriage right there on the polished ballroom floor. His family hissed, stepping back as if I carried a plague, and Ethan's only concern was for the "scene." Later, I found my meager belongings shredded, my grandmother's cherished letter torn, and "GET OUT" scrawled in my own lipstick on the bathroom mirror. How can a man, who knelt at my grandmother's grave swearing eternal vows and built his fortune on her ancient wisdom, accuse me of being ungrateful? For ten years, I was the mud from his bayou origins he desperately tried to scrub away, yet the foundation of everything he built. Now he wanted to erase me completely? But when his sleek new fiancée arrived with bulldozers, threatening to desecrate my ancestors' precious burial ground, the meek "swamp girl" Elara they thought they'd broken finally snapped. Clutching my grandmother's secret, powerful seeds, I vowed to reclaim my power, one fiery breath at a time. They wanted a show? I was just getting started.”
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