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His Trophy Wife, The Apex Predator

Eydie Pfefferle

My husband of three years, Arthur Vanderbilt, came home smelling of his mistress's perfume and threw divorce papers on our marble kitchen island. He demanded I sign away all rights to our assets for a five-million-dollar "severance," calling me a leech his family picked up from the suburbs to solve a temporary PR crisis. When I refused and demanded my four percent equity in the Vanderbilt Group, he and his mistress, Serena, launched a vicious smear campaign. They planted false stories on Wall Street forums, accusing me of laundering money for an Eastern European crime syndicate. They tried to force my hand with a check for five hundred million, which I tore up and threw in his face. To them, I was just a trophy wife they could easily discard. They had no idea that the "leech" they so despised was the anonymous investor who had secretly bailed out their entire company three years ago, saving them from bankruptcy. Their final move was to hire an actress to publicly accuse me of fraud in the lobby of the most powerful law firm in Manhattan. They didn't realize I was there to retain the firm's most ruthless lawyer. After security threw them out, I looked my replacement in the eye and made her a promise. "Prepare for an FBI probe into perjury and corporate defamation."

Modern Revenge

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Emily’s point of view.

“Mommy, can I go with you to the art exhibition tomorrow?” Olivia said her plea accompanied by a pout and her best puppy-dog eyes that are quite attractive as a result of her hazel eyes. She is an inquisitive and charming thirteen-year-old with a face that has both her parents' features, accompanied by her chestnut hair.

She is the living proof of her mother's previous relationship with the billionaire tech mogul, Daniel Hartman, despite the pain and heartbreak she endured. Olivia is remarkably curious and intelligent, inheriting her parent’s love for the arts.

Emily firmly responded, “Olivia, the last time you followed me to an exhibition, you nearly disappeared, and I was worried sick. So, my answer is a definite no,”

“Mommy, please” Olivia implored, her eyes filled with earnest longing.

“Fine!” She breathed out, “You can come with me, but you'll be under my constant supervision. No asking, ‘Mommy, can I go see this?’”

“Thank you so much, mommy. I love, love, love, you so much,” Olivia said, dancing in excitement as she made her way out of the art studio.

Emily chuckled and she proceeded to admire her artwork.

She sighed with satisfaction, appreciating her creation. Approaching the place where she had hung them, she gently touched the artwork, admiring it with a sense of contentment.

“They're beautiful,” Sarah said softly as she walked in, catching Emily by surprise.

Startled by the sudden sound of her voice, Emily responded, “Don't sneak up on me like that, girl,” playfully feigning annoyance.

Sarah chuckled, saying, “You’re so skittish, Emily.”

“Whatever. You always manage to get on my nerves,” Emily retorted with a hint of humor.

“What are best friends for?” Sarah said with a playful tone.

Emily quipped with a knowing smile, acknowledging the quirks and occasional annoyances that come with their close bond.

“You know there are chances that you’d run into him right?” Sarah inquired, hinting at the potential encounter.

“I know, Sarah. Please, don't remind me. I'd rather not think about it,” she replied, clearly uncomfortable with the idea.

“I mean, you can always attend another art exhibition other than this one being sponsored by him,” Sarah said, her voice filled with concern.

Turning abruptly to face her friend, shocked by her words, she questioned, “What? Are you serious right now?” She continued, “You know how much of a struggling artist I am, I juggle between my two part-time jobs and this art as well. This could be a chance for recognition, and that's all I want - to succeed and be able to cover my bills without burdening you or anyone else!”

“I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you. I was just genuinely concerned for you,” Emily pleaded, her face reflecting sincere remorse.

“You can do better, Sarah. Encourage me, tell me you'll be there with me, support me. That's all I need from you, and not to get on my nerves,” Emily pleaded.

Reaching out to give her a warm and heartfelt embrace, “I'm sorry,” Sarah whispered, expressing her sincere apology and understanding.

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