Path to Domination

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In his youth, Brendan made the courageous choice to sacrifice himself to safeguard his three sisters from harm. Fortunately, Brendan did not truly fall; he was taken in by a secluded master who provided him with exceptional training and refinement. After enduring many challenges, Brendan not only greatly increased his prowess but also comprehended the profound truths of martial arts and life, ultimately ascending to the status of a master in his field.

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The Jilted Wife's Spectacular Billionaire Comeback

Zhi Yao

For ten years, I was the perfect, obedient wife to my wealthy husband, managing his severe OCD and hosting flawless high-society parties. But on our tenth anniversary, when I brought him his special hangover soup, I caught him sleeping with my younger sister in our master bedroom. Instead of panicking, he coldly handed me divorce papers with zero assets. He told me I was just a "placeholder" until my sister finished her degree and was ready to take my spot. Desperate, I called my mother for help, only to find out she had known about their affair for years. "You don't have Jana's drive or her looks. You clean house and you cook. That's not a wife, that's a domestic." My own mother sneered at me, telling me to walk away quietly because our family needed his financial support. They kicked me out of the penthouse with nothing but a suitcase, laughing that a woman who hadn't worked in a decade would end up begging on the streets. I bled for this family for ten years, only to be thrown away like garbage when my sister wanted my life. But they didn't know that while I was playing the boring housewife, I had secretly earned a Cordon Bleu diploma, a Cornell nutrition certification, and a Columbia master's degree. Using a hidden photo to blackmail a property out of him, I packed my elite credentials and landed a $300,000-a-year job managing a billionaire's estate. When my ex-husband drunkenly called days later demanding I come back to serve him, I calmly hit block.

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"Look at me, baby, we are going to have to be very quiet." I whispered, I placed my hand on my lips, and he placed his hand on his lips, his eyes were filled with tears.

I held his hand softly as I tiptoed out of his room, I could hear Sam snoring, we headed into my room and I got a bag pack I had arranged, it has everything that I need.

"Mommy where are we going?" Ethan asked, his voice was low, he would rather not wake Sam either.

"Somewhere safe, you have to be very quiet for mommy, okay." I said, and he nodded, I crouched down to wipe his tears before we headed out of the room.

I'm never going to let anyone hurt him or me every again, I tiptoed toward the living room, when my eyes caught Sam lying on the couch, he was fast asleep and there were a couple of beers all around him, this is what happens every night, he ends up getting drunk and falling asleep in front of the TV.

I looked at him one last time before I headed out of the house, I helped Ethan with his shoes, we were right outside the door; I hadn't closed the door from behind when the loud sound of a phone ringing filled my ears.

My heart sank when I realized the call was coming from inside the house and Sam's eyes snapped open, his eyes met mine.

"Run." I yelled, Ethan started to run downstairs, Sam was heading toward us when I headed inside and my hand made contact with the vase not far from me.

"What do you think you are doing, wh*r*?." Sam yelled, my eyes were brimming with tears, my fingers were slipping off the vase when I held it tighter, I have never been this scared before.

"Stay away Sam." I yelled.

"Keep that vase before yourself; do you remember what happened the last time you tried to do something like this, it didn't end well for little Ethan." He smiled; he was moving closer to me.

This is not my first attempt at running, I have tried to flee a couple of times and I never got past the front door; he always knew when I was going to try and leave, and sometimes it felt like he could read my movements; he knew exactly what was going to happen but not this time, after last night I made up my mind, I need to get Ethan and I out of here.

I shook off the thought when I realized Sam was too close to me.

"Stay away." I whispered, my hand was shaking when I let out a breath, I noticed the mocking smile on his face, he felt like I can't do this, I have to prove him wrong. I gathered all of my strength and I hit him hard on his head, he stumbled upon his step and a breath escaped my lips.

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