Revenge Of The Discarded Fiancée

Chapter 1

Word Count: 731 | Released on: 09/07/2025

with just a few words, they were anonymo

nger. The Ophi

harismatic CEO of Miller Tech, the man I had loved and supported for seven years. I was already feeling o

an for the door, not even stopping to change out of my simple dress. The thought of Liam in da

-stakes gambling and dangerous deals. The taxi dropped me at a nondescript black door in a dark alley, and after I gave Liam'

I saw

glittering black dress. Her name was Isabella Ross, a notorious poker player I' d only seen in magazines. On the table in front of her were chips worth m

d I stumbled, falling to the floor. My head hit the leg of a table with a sickening crack. Pain flared through my skull, and the

, not even glancing in my direct

heart that was worse than any physical pain. The heavy oak door was slightly ajar. As I p

ed up, Liam. Loyal, but ultimatel

I walked into the room, my hand pressed against the cut on my forehea

ere?" he asked, as if

et?" The words felt

night. "Our relationship was convenient, Olivia. You were a

ld barely breathe, but a strange clarity cut through it. I saw the news on

I'll do it. I'll be your trophy wife, I'll stand by your side and smile for the cameras." I took a breath.

s gave out from under me. I collapsed onto the expensive rug, and the last thing I saw was Liam looking down at me, his fac

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“For seven years, I dedicated my life to Liam Miller, the charismatic CEO, building his empire and standing by his side as his quiet fiancée. I was his unwavering support, his peace in a world of ambition and noise. Then, an anonymous text ripped my world apart: "Liam is in danger. The Ophidian Club. Now." I found him laughing, his arm around a notorious poker player, Isabella Ross, betting away millions of his company' s money, my contribution, on her. My head hit the floor, and in the haze, I heard his voice, cold and dismissive, "Don' t worry about her. She' s just a charity case." At home, I heard Isabella's cruel words, "She's like a lost puppy you picked up, Liam. Loyal, but ultimately just a pet you can get rid of." "A charity case? A pet?" The words tasted like ash. My seven years, my identity as a software engineer who built his company, reduced to a "convenient background" for his rise. Why had I meant so little? Why was I just a substitute, a cheap copy of a woman he truly loved? Standing on that stage, forced to smile as his "perfect partner" for the cameras, I vowed that when his deal was secured, I would take my settlement and disappear forever. But when Alex Vance, Liam' s ruthless rival, stepped into my life, claiming Liam had turned my existence into a cruel experiment, I knew I had to fight back, not just for freedom, but for survival.”