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The Philanthropist's Daughter, The Traitor's Wife

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 545    |    Released on: 03/08/2025

ul tune. He walked into the living room where I was

ek. I didn't flinch, but it took every ounce of se

fake sympathy. "Don't worry about the f

bracelet, the kind you find in a department store. A co

fasten it around my wrist, his fingers brushin

, maybe it's time to let the project go. You've been working so hard for

tematically bleeding my project dry for his lover, he was n

laying the part of the defeated wif

ng like I had betrayed her memory. Jaydan had held me, telling me how proud my parents would be of my sacrifice

xcitement he never showed for my work. "It's going to be huge. Th

My world-ch

. He didn't even remember the core principles of my project,

llow echo. I felt trapped, suffoc

Your time will come," he said, the words dripping with condescending pity. "We're

, I thought. But

said. "I woul

wanted me. A broken, dependent wife who would quietly stand

his world was about

out of bed. I sat in the dark of the living room

on. Get everything r

ame back

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The Philanthropist's Daughter, The Traitor's Wife
The Philanthropist's Daughter, The Traitor's Wife
“Five years ago, my parents, philanthropists who lost everything in a financial crisis, were framed for fraud and died with their names destroyed. My fiancé, Jaydan Beasley, was my only light, my savior, defying everyone to stand by me. Today, I spent my last twenty dollars on roses for him, celebrating our love, unaware that the man I adored was systematically stealing my life's work-a social impact project meant to redeem my family's name-and funneling it to his old flame, Cuba Dawson. I overheard him, his voice chillingly unfamiliar, confessing his deceit to his best friend. He called me "fragile," "trusting," a "charity case," and revealed our entire marriage was a calculated strategy to pave the way for Cuba's success. The roses slipped from my hand, my world shattering. He had meticulously planned to discard me once Cuba's company went public, leaving me with nothing, again. The man I thought was my protector was, in fact, my destroyer, turning my milestones into markers of his betrayal. The love I felt curdled into a cold, hard rage. He had taken everything-my family's name, my work, my love. But he had no idea who he was dealing with. I would make them pay. I would take it all back.”
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