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The Divorced Genius Wife's Spectacular Return

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 863    |    Released on: Today at 17:14

d numbed her legs, and the faint smell of diesel and old upholstery clung to her coat. Outside the window, the sleek skyscraper

geographical locatio

eath her cheekbones more pronounced than she remembered. Three years of ma

m that your personal effects have been delivered to the specified address in

d with-and stepped off into the brisk air. The smell hit her immediately: rust, coal dust, and damp

-story house at the end of the block. The white paint was peeling, and t

open before she cou

backer, thick arms crossed over a stained t-shirt. His face

in," he said, his voice a low r

Her throat was dry, the wor

r. A sneer twisted his lips. "Let me guess

orch, her hands clasped in front of her. She was wearing a sundress, a brand-new designer label that Ka

nce was so worried when you left, he insisted I come check on you, make sure

d face softening as he reached out to steady Calista. "H

You better have a good explanati

slow. "The lab? The accident was months a

. They'll say anything to protect the affirmative action cases they let in. Cal

andan's sleeve. Her eyes glistened. "Brandan, please

could have been killed! You ruined her research, and now you're bac

in his hand. Jefferson, the middle brother, leaned against the stair railing. Ne

ayer of dust, was an old Ford Mustang. It was a classic, a '69 fastback. Kasie had bough

drive that anymore

ore Kasie could react, his hand shot into her coat pocket. He pu

surprised look. "Here. Your car got scratched ta

ll smile playing on her lips. "

ndan barked, cuttin

a, their protectiveness a wall she could never breach. The last ember of warmth in

abbed the handle of her suitcase and walked past the

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The Divorced Genius Wife's Spectacular Return
The Divorced Genius Wife's Spectacular Return
“After three years of marriage, Kasie's husband forced her to sign a divorce agreement leaving her with nothing. He destroyed her academic career just to protect his adopted sister, Calista, from a lab accident she had caused. Forced to return to her hometown, Kasie found her biological family had also been completely brainwashed by Calista. Her brothers dragged her to a clinic to donate bone marrow for Calista's fake illness. When Kasie struggled, they pushed her down the stairs, breaking her arm, while her ex-husband watched and called her pathetic. They tore up her only job offer. When she was attacked by a drunk in an alley, her own brother drove right past her desperate screams just to answer Calista's phone call. The final blow came when Calista stole Kasie's life's work, published the research as her own, and cried on national television. "My own sister... she was jealous. She tried to claim my research as her own." Penniless, publicly ruined, and evicted by her own brothers, Kasie was thrown out into a mob of angry reporters. She didn't understand why her own flesh and blood treated her like a monster, or why Calista's fake tears were worth more than Kasie's actual life. But as she unlocked the door to a secret apartment she had rented years ago-the one safe haven they didn't know about-the tears finally stopped. She had nothing left to lose, which meant it was time to make them pay.”