Too Late, Mr. CEO: I Am Unstoppable

Chapter 3

Word Count: 591 | Released on: 08/05/2026

rs of the walk-in closet. She stared bla

pulled out three basic, tailored business suits she had bo

d to parade her around at charity galas were s

h rapid, precise movements, dropp

drawer open and grabbed her passport, her bi

ting on the glass counter. It was stuffed with

he diamonds. She only reached in and pulled out a cheap

three heavy suitcases out to the living roo

led out a thick stack of papers. It was an un

ipped to the last page and signed her

inst the thick paper echoed loudly

t hand and stared at the three-carat di

ard. The ring slid over her knuckle, leavin

diamond dead center o

r suitcases. She walked into the e

loaded her bags into t

please," Eleonor

out the window at the sun hitting the trees in Central Park. She dr

e used her own depleted savings account t

nora handed him a twenty-dollar bill

foot across the plush carpet and let her

fee table. Brittany Marsh's

oded through the speaker, cursing Jaret wi

e laugh. "I'm at the Plaza, Bri

ad silence on the line. Then,

e me twenty minutes," Brittany

he floor-to-ceiling window, looki

nutes later, the su

d there in a chic trench coat, holding a fre

s around Eleonora in a bone-crushing hug.

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Too Late, Mr. CEO: I Am Unstoppable

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“Seven years ago, I gave up a Supreme Court clerkship to marry the billionaire CEO, Jaret Burns. Today, he dragged me into a Manhattan courtroom by my wrist. He accused me of hiding cocaine in the trunk of my car. He stood protectively near Chelsie, the woman crying fake tears in the gallery, and hissed that I was a jealous disgrace dragging his family name through the mud. Dozens of eyes stabbed into my back as the prosecutor loudly read the felony charges. Jaret took a deliberate step away from my chair, crossing his arms to distance himself from a criminal. He looked at me with blind arrogance, completely trusting the woman who had actually framed me. He had no idea my defense attorney was holding a USB drive with time-stamped security footage of Chelsie planting the drugs. As the chilling realization wrapped around my heart, the ashes of my seven-year sacrifice blew away into nothingness. I had buried my brilliant legal mind to be his unpaid maid and trophy wife, only to be thrown away for a pathetic lie. When the judge saw the video, dismissed my charges, and had the bailiffs drag a screaming Chelsie away, Jaret finally panicked. "Nora, wait, I didn't know!" I didn't even look at his regretful face. I went home, left my three-carat diamond ring on top of the signed divorce papers, and scheduled an interview with the most ruthless litigator in New York.”