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Cheated On Me? I Married a Tycoon

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I spent three years building my husband, Axel Farrell, into Silicon Valley's ultimate "family man." As his lead PR strategist, I carefully managed his public image, making sure the world saw him as a perfect, devoted husband while I worked in the shadows of our estate. The illusion shattered when he came home one night smelling of sandalwood and roses, with three deep fingernail scratches carved into his back. When I tried to check his phone, the passcode we had used for years-our wedding anniversary-had been changed. The betrayal got worse the next morning when his mother called me a "defective product" and tried to force me into a fertility clinic. Axel didn't defend me; instead, he shoved me against a marble bar at a public gala to protect his mistress in front of the world's elite. By the time I tried to leave, Axel had frozen my bank accounts and filed a forged legal petition to have me declared mentally incompetent. He planned to have me legally kidnapped and locked in a private psychiatric ward just to stop me from filing for divorce. He even blocked every major law firm in the city from taking my case, leaving me with no money, no identity, and no one to turn to. I couldn't understand how the man who "saved" me from the mud years ago could be the same monster now trying to legally erase my existence. Was our entire marriage just a grooming process to exploit my genius for his billion-dollar empire? As the deadline for my forced commitment approached, I stopped crying and opened my laptop. I leaked the video of his affair to every tech journalist in the country, watching his stock price crash in real-time. "Axel thinks starving me out will make me crawl back to him," I whispered as I walked into the headquarters of his biggest rival. "But he forgot that the most valuable part of his company is in my head." I was no longer the abandoned wife; I was the one who was going to take his throne and burn it to the ground.

Modern Revenge Bankruptcy Billionaires Female-Centered Ex-wife

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SOPHIA

I glanced at the clock and it was 9:30am

What??How long was I asleep??

I stand up from the bed,stretching myself.i really need to refreshing up I muttered to myself.

Yeah..it's breakfast time...

Good morning Mom and dad!!

I said taking my seat at the dining table and clapping my hands excitedly..

What did we have for breakfast dear..my dad said making me blush at his affection to his wife..I wonder if I can find a love like those two lovebirds. they're love is superb.

Mum and I set the dining table helping her with the little assistance I can render

Everyone started eating in silence, not until dad broke the silence

Emm..princess.. daddy called

Yes...kingie I said sweetly

Which made him smile at him..he continued"you know am a good father and will always find joy for you,you know I won't tamper your happiness"he said making me confusing."sure dad I know you are one of the sweetest dad no one can imagined of,I replied him staring at my mom for any clue why he's saying that but she isn't talking just staring at her meal.making me feel absurd

There was this contract I signed with Ryan company and they wanted to make it into a marriage contract ..I actually have signed the contract before knowing it's a marriage contract.but this contract cost alot of billions.he said rushing his words.

"But dad,that doesn't cost you anything.you can just look for a single employee in your company and matchmake them".I smile unconcerned.

Yes,that what I wanted to do but not until the contact says it should be from my family and that's You"dad said emphasizing on the you

Dad!!! I yelled, slamming the table making mom flinched back,what the hell is that?

Don't tell me it's true dad, marrying me off for a contract? That's impolite dad,You know what? Am outta of here.i said taking the stairs back to my room

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