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The Ghost Wife's Billion Dollar Tech Comeback
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.Nathan Cross, the infamous underworld boss, married Jane Rivers on the day her family's wealth collapsed. He had harbored a secret love for her for a decade.
After their marriage, he treated her like royalty.
Jane believed she had found the right man, until their fifth year together.
She discovered she was pregnant, but Nathan, who had always cherished her, demanded she terminate the pregnancy.
She overheard him speaking with a friend, only to find that Nathan was having an affair, and for that woman, even went so far as to force Jane to abort the child.
Worse, she learned he had engineered her family's downfall, driving her parents to their deaths.
Jane contacted Nathan's sworn enemy abroad and faked her death to escape.
After she was gone, Nathan wept, pleading for her return.
But it was too late. The pain he inflicted would be repaid a hundredfold.
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No one knew that Nathan Cross, a man feared by all, hid a deep love for Jane, the brightest rose in Eldridge society.
From the moment he first felt love, he was captivated by her, keeping his feelings hidden for ten years.
When Jane casually mentioned she preferred clean-cut men, he abandoned his criminal empire to rebuild his life for her.
He sought out her preferences, mastering the art of baking her favorite osmanthus pastries.
Every business he owned carried her name in some subtle way.
His bedroom walls were plastered with her photographs.
Finally, on the day Jane's family went bankrupt and her parents took their lives, he found the courage to confess his love.
Upon learning this, Jane fell for Nathan.
He spoiled her endlessly after they got together. Extravagant jewelry arrived constantly, and he once lined an entire coastline with roses just to make her smile. When he learned she wasn't ready for children, he got a vasectomy.
Jane thought she had married the right man.
Then, in their fifth year, she became pregnant unexpectedly.
Nathan, who had always adored her, insisted she end it.
She refused, determined to keep the baby.
That day, they parted on bitter terms, and his affection for her vanished.
In her presence, he spent millions to buy Claire Winters' virginity.
Later, Jane found a piece of provocative clothing in his sleek black car.
When she confronted him in his study with divorce papers, he was video-calling Claire.
His muscular arm moved rhythmically, his deep voice thick with desire. "Sweetheart, I miss you so much."
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After My Death, He Crumbled
Nathan Cross, the infamous underworld boss, married Jane Rivers on the day her family's wealth collapsed. He had harbored a secret love for her for a decade. After their marriage, he treated her like royalty. Jane believed she had found the right man, until their fifth year together. She di/1/110761/coverorgin.jpg?v=5f62be146d32e2421625ed7e8223ae22&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My lover's revenge after my death
Five years after my death, the street punk banished by the Mafia family returned to this soil as a highly respected Godfather. He didn't come back for turf or business. He came for revenge. He wanted to make me regret the day I "betrayed" him. He framed my father as a rat. He locked my mother in/0/62981/coverorgin18.jpg?v=6db1a5741b08d055fc72633694a2f304&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Fake Sister Took Everything; Now It's My Turn
"Is this what you wanted?" He sneers, eyes cold and unforgiving. It was as if I was looking into the eyes of a stranger. He looks down on me due to his tall stature. "To be the 'pathetic' whiny burden you have always been?" I flinch at his words. No, this cannot be, this cannot be happening. This i/0/80417/coverorgin.jpg?v=80a6dffeda70604a6ad0c079f3319aa4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
After My Death, His Sight Returned
The October chill was nothing compared to the silence of my house as I returned from Alaska, desperate for my daughter, Sophia. "Sophia... there was an accident," Ethan, my husband, said coldly, instantly shattering my world. My little girl was gone, punished for breaking a trivial toy boat he cheri/0/84006/coverorgin.jpg?v=771c37bc0a1719f2f131d6d51e9c8779&imageMogr2/format/webp)
She Took My Money, Not My Soul
After three years working my ass off on an oil rig in the North Sea, all I wanted was a cold beer and my wife, Gabrielle. Instead, I came home early to an empty, neglected house and found her playing house with her high school sweetheart, Wesley Clark, by the duck pond. She slapped me, right there/0/37983/coverorgin.jpg?v=2254a2ea5d31f4431f6c6f4ee48c5697&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Angel Of Death
Dr. Alexander, a respected psychologist, is forced to confront his deepest fears when he agrees to counsel the infamous killer, the Angel of Death, Ezrael/Ezra. But When a simple consulting turns into a prison break, Ezra decides to keep him captive and now Dr. Alexander must navigate the treacher/0/88800/coverorgin.jpg?v=e231f772dd288befae44fe9a14780001&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Donor Took My Life
I was Ariel Burnett, a tech mogul, a genius celebrated in Silicon Valley, with a loving husband, Damien, and a loyal best friend, Cohen. My world was perfect until a rare, aggressive liver disease threatened to take it all away. They promised to save me, and they did. Three years of fighting, a suc/0/28053/coverorgin.jpg?v=e7964c940b9a30f19f7aef8a42f2e32c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MY FAKE LOVE AFFAIR
She needed a fake fiancé to shut up her ex-alphahole rockstar boyfriend. I’m the guy she chose to point to as the new man. Unfortunately, her lie caused a major media scandal. Lucky for me, this woman is everything I’ve ever wanted in my life. Smart. Beautiful. Funny. And she’s got hustle like/0/40475/coverorgin.jpg?v=7c126df9a704803a7b9e7631100b3185&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pleasure, my "fake" fiancée
Forced to assume the identity of her twin sister in a contract marriage, Eva Sollis finds herself in a great dilemma, pretending to be Ezra Muller for the cold and ruthless Mason Dasilis in exchange for the welfare of her daughter in a dead end, forced to give in to her sister's demands under threat/0/84860/coverorgin.jpg?v=b0acd45cc063af2ed333c176a17323c5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Death, My Awakening
They threw me out of this city three years ago, calling me crazy, an obsessed medical student trying to ruin a business heir' s life because he chose someone else. Now I' m back, a doctor, ready to face the judgment all over again. But at my parents' suffocating welcome-home party, the news blared/0/95073/coverorgin.jpg?v=485afaa8df7e0cc917da2ec77c278b9b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Death Countdown
On our wedding anniversary, I was diagnosed with terminal cancer, and I only had three months to live. I planned to tell my husband, Tobias Wright, but I accidentally heard a conversation between him and his mother, Joanna Wright, when I was outside the study. "Mom, she's finally going to die./0/84369/coverorgin.jpg?v=a5a7c152ddc9b37f98e10c6685f4c64d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Wife's Faked Death
At sixty-six, lying in a hospice bed, my breath a shallow rasp, I faced the end of a lifetime of thankless labor. My estranged daughter stood by, refusing eye contact, when she announced, "You have a visitor." The door opened, and in walked a woman older, impeccably dressed-my wife, Jenny, who ha/0/37170/coverorgin.jpg?v=3a648e576354819036cd0109cebf4513&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Fake Girlfriend
Ares Anderson needs a fake girlfriend for 6 months and his one and only choice is Athena Matthew. She has a clean background and he knows that she's the type of girl that his family will like. He offered to give her a restaurant and money in exchange for her time and act in front of his family. At f/0/48623/coverorgin.jpg?v=b29f81028550f7f7d6d5a8b8c499d21f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Fake Marriage
Alice was a child born by accident, thus not cherished by her family. Her only friend was her fiancé. However, growing up alongside a fortunate child, Alice's psyche became increasingly twisted. She resented any happiness around her and wished to destroy it. She harbored a scheme to devastate her ow/0/83228/coverorgin.jpg?v=5f84fc6f79483c0c55f5bb5b507b2f80&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Second Death, My Second Chance
I died once trying to be a hero. It was after high school graduation, at Brad Thompson' s notorious "End of the World Bash" lake party. I warned everyone about the spiked punch and Brad's predatory nature, but my girlfriend Tiffany scoffed, and my childhood friend Sarah, blinded by her crush on Br/0/84139/coverorgin.jpg?v=725e522ecfac54f768af641ca0181e81&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Husband Stole My Company, I Took His Life
My doctor ordered me to disconnect, three months in Montana. So I trusted my husband, Ethan, and my best friend and COO, Nicole, with my life' s work, EcoWrap. My baby. Then, a battered envelope arrived, shattering my digital detox: Ethan and Nicole were engaged. He' d gifted her a controlling stak/0/65512/coverorgin.jpg?v=c4fe024b8edc8c7d7ca0bdf172033fcc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
AFTER MY EX-WIFE
Alexander Brookes was once a rising star in the competitive world of business, until the love of his life, Alessia , left for Paris, crushing his hopes. Diverting into depression and frequent drunkenness, he gave in to his father's opinion , marrying Camilla-a woman he hardly knows-in a loveless arr/0/91147/coverorgin.jpg?v=1e846263073a3b068e32856f3d84299a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Fake Dating My Hockey Alpha
My new neighbor is a jerk. A grumpy, arrogant shithead. At first, I was dazzled by his looks; tall, broad-shouldered, hot enough to melt panties at ten feet. But the moment he opened his mouth, I knew I hated him. He's smug, rude, and way too good at getting under my skin. I've never disliked a man/0/85889/coverorgin.jpg?v=44dc28064412352893414143ece52e52&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Deal, My Son's Death
The dull ache in my eight-year-old son, Leo' s, stomach quickly sharpened into something terrifying. His small body trembled, his face pale and beaded with sweat, as he whimpered, "It hurts, Mommy. It really hurts." Panic seized me as I dialed my husband, Ethan, only for him to pick up on the four/1/104757/coverorgin.jpg?v=52d06b1053398b6fad39462d80bad969&imageMogr2/format/webp)
