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No Longer Mrs. Cooley: The Architect's Return

Xiao Xiaosu

I went to the City Clerk’s office for a routine copy of my marriage license to finalize a trust fund audit. I expected a simple piece of paper, but the clerk’s pitying look told me my entire life was a lie. "The license was never finalized, Ms. Oliver. In the eyes of the state, you are single." The three-hundred-guest wedding at the Plaza and the Vogue features meant nothing. My husband, Gray Cooley, had intentionally filed the documents with a "procedural defect" so he could discard me without a legal divorce. Moments later, an iCloud invite titled "Our Little Secret" popped up on my screen. It was a photo of my best friend, Brylee, holding a positive pregnancy test at our Hamptons estate. Gray’s text to her was the final blow: "Happy anniversary, babe. This baby is the best gift. Once the trust unlocks today, we’re done with the charade." I soon discovered they were even stealing my career, reassigning my architectural masterpiece to Brylee while preparing my eviction notice. Gray's mother called me a "barren mule" in a leaked recording, mocking the infertility I suffered after saving Gray’s life in a construction accident. I wasn't a wife; I was a three-year placeholder used to secure his inheritance. How could the man I bled for treat me like a disposable prop? How could my best friend carry his child while pretending to comfort me through my darkest moments? The betrayal burned until it turned into a cold, hard stone of fury. I didn't cry. Instead, I walked into the penthouse of the Barretts, the Cooleys' most powerful rivals. I signed a marriage contract with Kane Barrett, the man the tabloids called the "Beast of Wall Street." "I want a wedding," I told his father, my voice steady and lethal. "Bigger than the one I had with Gray." If they wanted me gone, they would have to watch me become the woman who owns their world.

Modern Revenge Divorce

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Beep! Beep! Beep! Kaia groaned as her alarm rudely interrupted her beauty sleep at the ungodly hour of 6 am. She reluctantly rolled out of bed, muttering to herself about the injustice of early mornings. With a yawn and a stretch, she stumbled towards her phone to silence the alarm. "Another thrilling day awaits," she sighed, dragging herself to the closet. After a brief struggle with her wardrobe, she settled on a white blouse and a black skirt, the perfect ensemble for her detective duties.

Once she was finally presentable, Kaia embarked on her morning routine, taking a refreshing shower to wake up her sleepy senses. As she emerged from the bathroom, she transformed her room from a chaotic mess to a picture of pristine perfection. Downstairs in the kitchen, she skillfully whipped up a breakfast fit for a detective, complete with fluffy pancakes and a steaming cup of coffee.

Just as she was about to dig into her delicious creation, in walked Cleopatra, looking like she had just survived a wild party. Her hair was a glorious mess, sticking out in all directions. "Is that the heavenly aroma of pancakes I detect?" she exclaimed, plopping down on a stool next to Kaia.

"Indeed it is, my dear Cleo. It's Pancake Tuesday, remember?" Kaia replied, passing a plate of pancakes to her friend.

"Ah, you're a true breakfast hero, K," Cleopatra said with a grateful smile.

Kaia beamed at her friend as she got up to wash her plate. "Well, I must dash off now. See you later, Cleo."

"Until we meet again! Oh, and heads up, I might grace the firm with my presence today," Cleopatra teased.

Kaia paused in surprise. "But don't you have a shoot today?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Cleopatra flashed a mischievous grin. "Well, thanks to our little party yesterday, the director and some unfortunate souls got hit with a case of food poisoning. So, we've been gifted with a day off."

Kaia's eyes sparkled with excitement at the prospect of some quality girl time with her busy friend. "That's fantastic! We'll have a slumber party tonight,"

Kaia's excitement bubbled over as she imagined the upcoming slumber party with her busy friend. "Oh my gosh, that's awesome! We're totally having a slumber party tonight, just like the good ol' days back in university," Kaia exclaimed, a nostalgic smile spreading across her face. With a wave goodbye to Cleopatra, Kaia stepped out of their apartment building, making sure to greet the receptionist, Michelle, with a friendly "Hi Michelle, have a fantastic day!" She then turned her attention to Romeo, the guard, and cheerfully chimed, "Good morning, Romeo!"

As Kaia walked out of the building, she hailed a taxi to whisk her away to her workplace. The sign outside the building proudly displayed the name "Milton's Firm." With her chin held high, Kaia confidently strode through the doors, greeted by the familiar silence that enveloped the early morning hours. While most people started arriving around 7:20 am, Kaia always made it a point to arrive 20 minutes earlier, ensuring everything was in perfect order in her office. Her superiors were known for their intimidating demeanor and high standards of excellence.

Without wasting a moment, Kaia made her way to the third floor, where she meticulously organized the files, leaving no document out of place. With efficiency and grace, she swiftly headed to the office kitchen, preparing a fresh pot of coffee in anticipation of her colleagues' arrival. The aroma of the brewing coffee filled the air, signaling the start of another productive day. Kaia couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement as she eagerly awaited the hustle and bustle that would soon fill the office.

After putting each coffee-filled mug on the tables of her superiors, they all started swarming in as expected.

"Good morning Mr. Martins."

"Morning Miss Gerner."

"Morning Mrs. Knight."

"And morning to you Ms. Evansville."

Kaia diligently and respectfully grated all her Superiors as they all headed to their respective stalls.

"Good morning Kaia, Thank you for the coffee." Mike Martin said, amongst all her superiors, he was the only one who treated her nicely and cut her some slack, he was a sweetheart so to say.

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