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The Priceless Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 745    |    Released on: 17/04/2026

security badge and pushed open the glass doo

an empty c

d of employees was gathered around th

sk in the middle of th

out," Cody boasted loudly, swinging his legs. "S

ployees

"the only reason a nobody like her got into this company

one noticed Allison st

r mind shifted instantly into a tactical assessment of the room. She walked back, steppi

Allison moved. Her left foot swept out, striking the b

llar, redirecting his momentum to slam him face-first into the hard floor. Cody let out a

ieked and scatter

humiliation and fury. Blinded by rage, he roared, pul

didn't

, blocking his forearm with bone-jarring force.

ing a brutal, calculated do

into the carpet as the joint threatened

i

flanked by three senior executives and Griffi

He saw Allison pinn

our damn mind?" Kason roar

ugh the crowd. "Let hi

lled a tissue from a nearby desk and wiped her f

He glared up at Allison. "Call security! T

et out a

tion screen at the front of the room. She pulled the black

t thre

uting numbers, and Cody's name appeared in m

went dead silent. You

ir mouths falling open. They looked from

iating red welts forming on his skin. "

ation of having his company's dirty laundry aired in fro

, Kason twisted his Patek

forged these documents because you're

in Castro watched Allison. A spark of g

ive and get her out of here! If you sprea

n was defending a thief just to

up a single pen from her old desk, dropped it in

ed for her lik

or a fraction of a second. A silent, de

or. She pressed the button for

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“For two years, I hid my lethal past as a top-tier Delta Force operator to play the perfect, submissive wife to Kason. But on the eve of the absolute deadline to claim my parents' ashes, he forced me out of our car into a freezing rainstorm. He had received a frantic call from his mistress crying over her missing dog. "Are you seriously using dead people to compete for my attention?" Kason sneered. He slapped my phone away, hurled my bag with my classified military ID into a muddy ditch, and left me stranded on the highway. I knelt in the freezing mud as his luxury car sped away. I had swallowed his mother's insults and secretly saved his company from bankruptcy three times. Yet, to him, my parents' remains were just a box of dust compared to his mistress's pet. The suffocating pain in my chest suddenly evaporated, replaced by a terrifying, absolute zero coldness. The pathetic, submissive wife he thought he owned died on that highway. I walked to a dingy motel, washed the gritty mud from my face, and traced the jagged scar on my collarbone. I picked up the landline and dialed a twelve-digit encrypted number to the Pentagon. It was time to wake up the ghost operator and burn Kason's world to the ground.”