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The Jilted Bride's Billion Dollar Revenge

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 924    |    Released on: Today at 11:32

His dress shoes scraped aga

brushing the fabric of his s

her hands. His eyes we

mmered, his words tripping over

. He spun around and sprint

un, burning rubber against the asphalt and sending up a cloud of acrid w

mask melted off her face. She watched the red taillights disappea

he bridal suite was silent ex

nsive, tailored outfits from the closet and threw them into

harp screech of brakes

ity guards, swerving and parking horizont

e, his suit jacket wrinkled. He looked like an

dal suite and shoved the double doors open with all his strength

atrina's face. "Take that statement down ri

e suitcase closed. She stood up straight and looked at her

ed, his face turning purple. "The stock price! The mer

ou don't care if I'm humiliated. You on

insult, the sound of multiple car do

mily convoy

oom, flanked by Jovani and Rocco, the massive head of security. E

d his solid silver cane into the hardwood floor. The s

vanished from his face, replaced by a

is is just a small misunderstanding between young people

an inch. She stared right

ing ice. "He pushed me out of the way to get to her. He put his hands on me and violen

aying the reasonable peacemaker. "Katrina, please. As his cousin

en clean up the messes in your own department, Jovani

his mouth, but no words came out. He awkwardly s

ootsteps echoed

shed into the room. He was sweating, fo

ounce of sympathy. His eyes burned with the

agging the reputation of this entire family th

The coldness spread to her fingertips. She turned her

r mean less than the zeros on your contr

trol. He raised his right hand high into the air, fully intendi

he tilted her chin up, her eyes blazing with a

wung down, Brandin lung

n his father's wrist, stopping the

r temper in front of the Meyers! We must maintain the Pennington fa

otecting her, and they weren't protecting their dignity. They were protecting their pristine c

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The Jilted Bride's Billion Dollar Revenge
The Jilted Bride's Billion Dollar Revenge
“On our wedding night, celebrating a billion-dollar family merger, my new husband Coleton stepped out of the shower. Suddenly, his phone rang. It was his dead brother's widow, Hana, crying that her five-year-old had a fever. Without hesitation, Coleton shoved me hard into the wall to get out the door. "Are you seriously jealous of a sick five-year-old kid?" he spat. He abandoned me in the bridal suite. I immediately filed for divorce and leaked it to the press. To save the merger and their stock prices, both our families rushed in to force me to back down. My own father raised his hand to slap me for my "petty female jealousy." Coleton's grandfather brutally beat him with a heavy wooden cane right in front of me, trying to use a twisted debt of honor to guilt-trip me into staying. Through a hidden dumbwaiter shaft, I overheard their secret meeting. They were plotting to use Coleton's bloody photos to paint me as a cold-hearted villain to the media, trapping me in the marriage through public shame. My own brother nodded along to this plot just to secure his CEO bonus. Coleton only begged for my forgiveness because he was terrified of losing his trust fund to an illegitimate heir. In their eyes, my dignity was just a cheap commodity with a price tag. But I am a Pennington, raised in a world where trust is a liability. I calmly saved the audio recording of their plot, packed my Hermes suitcase, and emailed the most ruthless divorce litigator in Manhattan.”