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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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Prologue (An office) The CEO of the Alphonso Construction company sat in his office with his mind busy with meditation rolling in circles on his swivel chair. He was lost in thought when a knock was heard on the door of his office.

"Yes ,who is it", Mr Alphonso asked.

"It's I, Cherry", the lovely tender voice of mine said.

"Come in", Mr. Alphonso said sternly.

"What is it? Have you handled the documents I gave you properly? And have you sent the mails I asked you to send to our clients?"

His whole face was covered with seriousness . My boss had always been strict from the day I had worked as his Secretary.

"How would I tell him what is on my mind."My thoughts were all occupied.

"Yes sir. I have done all of them. I just sent the emails to our clients yesterday night" I said with my smile almost looking invisible which was covering the fear I had after saying that.

"Just yesterday night!"He shouted with a strong frown on his face.

"How incompetent can you be? I gave you an mail to send to my clients in the evening and you just sent it in the night. Can you just imagine?"He yelled.

Mr Alphonso could be inconsiderate sometimes. The mail had just be sent to me the previous day during in the closing hours to send to his client which was at an ungodly hour. If he wanted the mail to be sent on time, he would have given me in the morning or during work hours not closing hours.

"Yes, what are you here for ?"Mr Alphonso asked. I thought to myself if I would be able to tell him what I had came into his office to tell him. I tried to summon courage thinking to myself that asking for whatever I wanted would not cause me to lose my life. The worst is that he would decline or maybe shout at me.

"Yes? Answer me on time. I don't have the whole day, please. "Mr. Alphonso spoke with his scary face. "Umm-mm" I stuttered .

"I just want to ask you for a favor, sir."

"Okay, what is the favor." He asked.

"I just want to ask you if you could pay me my salary in advance. I need money urgently. I have sought money from where I could, but I have not seen anyone who can render me any assistance. I need the money for my mother's kidney transplant." I said.

"She is the only one I have now because I no longer have a father and I don't want to be an orphan at this stage of my life." I said with tears covered all of my face.

"The money is just $32,000 to cover all of the expenses for her surgery and medications. I promise to work harder than I have ever worked. I wiped away my tears.

"Haha!", he laughed.

"You say "32,000".Where do you expect me to see such? Do you know how much the company needs to spend on expenses? You must be kidding me. I don't have money to give you ."

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