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The Lawyer Who Disappeared

Chapter 1 

Word Count: 502    |    Released on: 16/06/2025

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The Lawyer Who Disappeared
The Lawyer Who Disappeared
“My life was a gilded cage, bought and paid for. Ethan Vance, the man who saved my mother's life, owned me. I was his successful lawyer, his beautiful lover, his "investment." Then, his college sweetheart, Chloe Davenport, returned to New York. The termination letter came first, cold and impersonal, followed by public displays of their rekindled romance. Just like that, I was disposable. The harassment began subtly, then spiraled. Chloe's best friend, Brittany, smeared my name online, then ambushed me, photos flashing, leaving me bruised and broken. Ethan visited me in the hospital, not concerned for me, but worried about Chloe's reputation, ordering me not to press charges. He told me I was still his possession, that our "arrangement" meant eternal servitude. He thought he owned my life. But I was done submitting. So, I began to plot my escape. My mysterious illness wasn't a sickness; it was a strategy. I repaid my debt, cutting the financial cord, and meticulously planned my dramatic disappearance, ensuring his perfect proposal unveiling would be ruined, leaving him with an unforgettable loss.”
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