Whispers between worlds

The Ghost Wife's Billion Dollar Tech Comeback

Huo Wuer

Today is October 14th, my birthday. I returned to New York after months away, dragging my suitcase through the biting wind, but the VIP pickup zone where my husband's Maybach usually idled was empty. When I finally let myself into our Upper East Side penthouse, I didn't find a cake or a "welcome home" banner. Instead, I found my husband, Caden, kneeling on the floor, helping our five-year-old daughter wrap a massive gift for my half-sister, Adalynn. Caden didn't even look up when I walked in; he was too busy laughing with the girl who had already stolen my father's legacy and was now moving in on my family. "Auntie Addie is a million times better than Mommy," my daughter Elara chirped, clutching a plush toy Caden had once forbidden me from buying for her. "Mommy is mean," she whispered loudly, while Caden just smirked, calling me a "drill sergeant" before whisking her off to Adalynn's party without a second glance. Later that night, I saw a video Adalynn posted online where my husband and child laughed while mocking my "sensitive" nature, treating me like an inconvenient ghost in my own home. I had spent five years researching nutrition for Elara's health and managing every detail of Caden's empire, only to be discarded the moment I wasn't in the room. How could the man who set his safe combination to my birthday completely forget I even existed? The realization didn't break me; it turned me into ice. I didn't scream or beg for an explanation. I simply walked into the study, pulled out the divorce papers I'd drafted months ago, and took a black marker to the terms. I crossed out the alimony, the mansion, and even the custody clause-if they wanted a life without me, I would give them exactly what they asked for. I left my four-carat diamond ring on the console table and walked out into the rain with nothing but a heavily encrypted hard drive. The submissive Mrs. Holloway was gone, and "Ghost," the most lethal architect in the tech world, was finally back online to take back everything they thought I'd forgotten.

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Chapter 1

Pearl in my late teens, currently in college, cannot wait to be free and stop wearing the damn uniform. There is nothing wrong with it anyways, but the kind of feeling, wearing it for years, makes her tired of it. Not as if they are not allowed to wear other clothes to school, but damn it.

Who wants to wear mufti when everyone else is in uniform?

She always loves her hair falling behind her, swinging it makes every eyes turn toward her. She has brown eyes and soft small lips. Her nose fit in place.

Pearl lives alone with workers around her. She gets bored sometimes watching them feed her.

Geez, she has her hands, and has become spoiled that she has gotten too lazy to put the food into my mouth.

Her parents live far away, very far. Not in the same country with her. She doesn't know what they are up to, and would not want to know as long as the money for her upkeep is sent regularly and she doesn't have to wait for hours on end before she gets their attention on the phone.

She stumbled around to pick her ringing phone

'Oh Lilly'.

'You are late for school, or are you taking a break today?' A voice said at the other end.

'Of course I will come, just preparing'. Pearl said lazily.

'Bryan is here already'. She said softly.

She covered my hand with her mouth.

'I will be there right away'. She ended the call and hurriedly put on her clothes.

Bryan is the richest kid in the school. No one knows much about him, Pearl found out she had a crush on him.

He has golden hair that always glitters at the reflection of the sun, small lips and pointed nose. His blue eyes search for the truth in anyone and geez, they are captivating!

He has caught her several times staring at him, she wonders if he knows already.

What?

That she has a crush on him. She shook her head at the thought, he must not know.

He is jovial, smiles easily and he jokes a lot. He would never discriminate, at least he has never done, have fun when he wants plus he has got a brain. He is intelligent. Even after studying for hours, Pearl finds it hard to compete with him and win.

Rarely reads in class, would not take notes, but he is the best.

She couldn't believe she was blushing already.

Bryan's face keeps on appearing in her head, but she has got to finish schooling first before thinking about funny stuff.

She placed her headphones on and walked to the car, got in and stared out through the window as the car sped to school. 'Cha would ever listen to her'. She thought. Even after telling him to drive slowly he wouldn't do it. She hopes he doesn't get into an accident some day.

'Hey Pearl, it's nice having you here'. Lilly said immediately she saw her.

'Don't tell me you are missing me already'.

'Omoh! Who would not miss you?' She gave Pearl a slight push and giggled.

He was sitting in the midst of some students, his head moving back and forth as he laughed.

Today he wore a jacket, a bandana on his head. And oh! She shouldn't have noticed but could not help it. The black earring on his left ear. She had better sit down before she gets caught up in his trap. He looks cute everyday.

Lilly tapped her, smiled and went to her seat.

The first teacher came, did the normal teaching, boring. She was just staring at him.

Teachers troop in and out of the class.

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