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The Discarded Wife's Genius Comeback

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 457    |    Released on: 13/06/2025

e I could find who specialized in contentious divorces in

y seed money – it all constituted significant sweat equity and initial investment

d out the claim: a significant portion of GenLife stock. He fought it, o

hinking they were formalities, the wire transfers from my inheritance account directly to th

ally came, was substantial. Not just cash, but a

out my disloyalty, my ingratitude. Mr. Winthrop, colder, more menacing, threatened to use

Cassandra, with the Winthrops' ba

o was trying to hurt his fathe

me on the phone. Each unanswered call, eac

e pain, she'd held my hand. "You're too good for him, Sarah," she'd whispered, her

tood her fully

oston. I bought a one-way ticket to San Francisco. Silicon Valley. A place where my

en drug discovery company. The idea that Mark had dismissed as "too theoretical" –

apartment. Mark and Cassandra were engaged. The Winthrops' enthusiastic approval was practical

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“Eight years of my life, my brilliance, my family inheritance-all poured into Mark' s biotech startup, GenLife. I was the unsung architect, coding his prototypes late into the night, nursing his dying mother, while my own career gathered dust. When GenLife finally soared, Mark was captivated by Cassandra, his self-proclaimed muse and my own biological parents' golden child. Then, gravely ill with pneumonia and desperate, I tried to reach him to pick up our son, Ben. Instead of my husband, I found an Instagram story: Mark, Ben, and the Winthrops-my birth parents-toasting Cassandra' s lavish 'surprise promotion.' The centerpiece? A cake featuring my revolutionary molecule design, dismissed by Mark years ago as "too theoretical," now proudly presented as her intellectual triumph. Standing right there, in front of everyone, our son called Cassandra "Mommy" while his father looked on, unbothered. The raw betrayal, the audacity of parading my stolen work and my own child' s shifted affection, was a physical shock that cut through my fever. How could the man I loved, the family I sacrificed everything for, erase my existence so thoroughly, so publicly? They believed they had broken me, reduced me to nothing. But as I walked out of that opulent restaurant, leaving their celebration behind, a quiet, icy clarity settled in: a phoenix doesn't rise from ashes without first burning down the old world. This was my turning point. This was the moment I chose to reclaim my name, my work, and my future, on my own terms.”
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