Divorced By The Billionaire: Watch Me Shine

Chapter 6

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the Maine coast, a modern glass house perched on a cliff ov

sin to deal with the logistics of moving her

re for. Besides, I get to supervise the movers and make sure they do

mach. Her passport. She had left it in the safe at the Hamptons estate. It was a frustrat

offered to go for her, but Aria insisted on

rised to see a sleek, unfamiliar Aston Marti

quiet, a ghost in her former home. As she walked towards the

race that clashed with the Vanderbilt stiffness she was used to. He turned as he heard he

Can I help you? This

aumont. I used to... I'm the owner. I just came back for so

th recognition. "Of course. Plea

the head housekeeper, Mrs. Gable, a woman who had known Ari

umont," she whispered, her voice low

ched. She thought s

" Mrs. Gable continued. "He had the sta

A cufflink? No. He wasn't looking for a cufflink. He

nd. Why would he want it back so desperately? Why would the man who discard

id a polite, distracted goodbye to Evander Blake, who

in hand, Aria left

n into the twisted plots of her new thriller. The words flowed out of her, a torrent of creativity that had

hapter she finished, she felt a piece

t the sky in hues of orange and purple, a c

Aria, you need to see thi

ed, a familiar dread c

ce tight with anger. "They just announced their

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“For three years, Aria Beaumont lived as a ghost, sacrificing her identity as a bestselling author to be the secret wife of billionaire Julian Vanderbilt. On their third anniversary, instead of a celebration, Julian handed her a cold, legal document. "I want to end our marriage. I am in love with someone else." He was leaving her for Isabelle Vance, Hollywood's reigning sweetheart. Aria didn't beg or cry. She signed the divorce papers, threw her platinum wedding band into a koi pond, and walked away to rebuild her life. But her quiet surrender wasn't enough for the new couple. Isabelle orchestrated a paparazzi ambush, lured Aria to a secluded resort under the guise of a peace offering, and drugged her tea. As the heavy sedative pulled Aria under, Isabelle smiled and let two hired thugs into the room. She planned to film a sordid, drug-fueled assault to utterly destroy Aria's reputation and frame her as an unstable ex-wife. Fighting through the haze, Aria slashed her way out with a shard of broken glass and barely escaped with her life. Waking up in a sterile hospital bed, Aria was consumed by a chilling confusion. She had given up the marriage without a single fight. Why were they still trying to push her to the brink of death? Before she could process the trauma, her cousin rushed into the room with a pale face. "Aria, no one has heard from your brother in forty-eight hours. He's missing." The divorce wasn't just a betrayal. It was a calculated hunt, and Aria was finally ready to strike back.”