Back With A Baby: A Wife's Revenge

Back With A Baby: A Wife's Revenge

Frankvicky

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Valerie Alan was a nobody when she married the enigmatic billionaire, only to be discarded like yesterday's news. Years later, she returns with a secret weapon – a child he never knew existed. A ruthless bargain forces them into a contract marriage, but this time, the stakes are higher. Can Valerie navigate the treacherous world of wealth and deception, or will she fall victim to his games once more?

Chapter 1 Back with the bang

Five years. Five years since Valerie escaped this fancy city and her ex-husband's mean tricks. Now, she was back, and revenge felt good.

Valerie put on big sunglasses, hoping nobody would recognize her. Click-clack, her fancy shoes walked on the dirty street as she found a secret entrance to the giant Alan Tower.

The security guard knew her! His eyes popped wide. Up she went in a shiny elevator. The doors opened to a fancy waiting room with rich ladies holding expensive purses. One lady, all diamonds and fake smiles, glared at Valerie.

"Ms. Alan," the receptionist said snooty-like, not even looking up. "Mr. Alan is waiting."

The other ladies gasped. Valerie didn't care. She walked in, making the air feel weird. The office door opened, revealing a super handsome man who looked like he belonged in a magazine. He had a few more grey hairs now, but his cold blue eyes were still the same.

"Valerie," the man, Alexander Alan, said in a smooth voice that sounded dangerous. "Surprise."

"Hi Alexander," Valerie said, trying to sound calm. "Surprise isn't exactly the word I'd use. Especially after what happened."

He offered her a fancy chair, but she didn't sit. Instead, she opened her bag and showed him the worn teddy bear. Alexander's face turned white as a ghost.

"Is that Little Star?" Valerie asked, her voice angry. "The one your security guys 'lost' when I left?"

Silence. Then, Alexander smiled, but it wasn't a nice smile.

"Ah, memories," he said in a bored voice. "So, why are you here all of a sudden?"

Valerie leaned closer, her voice low and serious. "I have a deal, Alexander. A contract, a lot of money, and a chance for me to get back what you took."

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