Blackmailed by Mr Billionaire

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 one

“Ouch” Tina screamed as she felt some thing cold pour on her face. She got up and met her mother's frowny face with a bowl of water in her hands.

"What was that for? she yelled at her mother who was standing hands akimbo with the empty bowl in her hands.

"Get your damm ass out of that bed and get ready for work, or else you will be late” her mom said to her.

“Huh what time is it” she asked as she looked at the wall clock in her room. Her eyes widen immediately she saw the time, “ Noooo” she screamed, “it is already 7:35 am I just have twenty five minutes to get ready" she said as she rushed into the bathroom. Her mother just smiled and left the room.

She spent ten minutes in the bathroom before coming out. She applied her cream hurriedly, wore a jean trouser and a white top, then tied her hair in ponytail before rushing out of the room. She came out and met her mom and dad in the dinning having breakfast.

“Good morning dad, morning mom” she created her parents and pecked them before rushing to the door.

“Won't you have breakfast? her mother asked her as she was about to open the door.

“No mom am already late” she said to her mother and dashed out of the house.

“She might end up not eating anything” her mom Maggie said to her father worriedly.

“Don't worry about Tina, she is an adult, she can take care of herself” her father Rolland replied.

Tina got to the junction but couldn't get any cab. She was already getting impatient.

“Why is there no cab today of all days” she asked herself angrily.

“I am already late and that nosy Mr John won't let this slide” she said worriedly getting tired of the long wait. Finally she got a cab and she couldn't be more happy, she entered inside without even bargaining.

“Take me to New City restaurant” she told the cab driver who nodded.

After what seemed like eternity to Tina, she finally got to the restaurant. She paid the driver and rushed into the restaurant. She did not see any sign of Mr John, the manager and was very thankful for that. She made to rush into the dressing room to change into the restaurant tee-shirt when she heard the voice she dreaded the most.

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