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Divorce Me? Pay Ten Billion Dollars First

Divorce Me? Pay Ten Billion Dollars First

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1164    |    Released on: Today at 17:07

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o lock his photo album, Kasie C

n on a Tuesday afternoon, staring at a photo of her husband na

himself. The location tag read The Greenwich Hotel. The time stamp was yesterday afternoon, wh

oman's smiling lips was a

llege "friend." The bri

elieved in this marriage-who had folded herself into smaller and smaller shapes to fit inside Harris Byrd's world-ex

ail, then deleted the original from the shared alb

vibrated.

w was calling. That meant Harris had noticed the photo was gone. That meant he'd called his mot

d ring, her voice perfec

e was clipped and imperious. "Com

urse,

like a home. In the study, Margo's face was already waiting on the

" Margo began. "I assu

. Her silence was

, as if she were discussing a quarterly earnings report. "I've also known that this marria

her face perfectly still. Margo had

ou sign, you walk away with one million dollars." Margo paused, delivering the final blow with su

ction. Kasie felt something cold crystallize in her chest. Then, for the first ti

w, I can drag his name through every tabloid and courtroom i

g certainty

, her eyes locking onto her mother-in-law's. "My price is ten billi

e, then mottled with r

has a price." She let the words hang, then added, almost casually, "And I have more photos. The kind the tab

mind racing behind her cold eyes, calculating

ave one month to leave quietly. And you will play the part of the loving wif

row. "He doesn't kno

t. And he will not know about this agreement. As far as he's conce

his own stupidity. She was so used to managing him that she was willing to

. "I want it in writing.

loodless line. "I'll have my

draft it now

illion dollars. Half of all marital properties. One month of silence. One month

n another. Then she forwarde

g business wit

hissed. "Harris knows noth

dream of ups

felt almost like triumph. She walked to the window and looked out at the rose garden she'd tend

one was hand Kasie a loaded weapon. Ten billion dollars and a si

phone and typed a

ready. Com

k his secret was still safe. The performance ha

ialed Leig

ay we planned for has arr

it! Tell me everything. How

igned a document that will make the

irl. That's how you do it. I'll have

tired woman from this morning was gone. In her place was someone with eyes of

n. Harris just d

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Divorce Me? Pay Ten Billion Dollars First
Divorce Me? Pay Ten Billion Dollars First
“For four years, Kasie Carlisle played the flawless wife to the wealthy Byrd family heir. Then, a notification on their shared tablet shattered everything: a photo of her husband, Harris, naked in bed with her college friend. Before Kasie could confront him, her mother-in-law called. She'd known about the affair for months. She'd already prepared divorce papers. One million dollars to disappear quietly. "For a girl from your background, that's more than you could earn in a lifetime." Kasie smiled. Cold. Sharp. Terrifying. "My price is ten billion. And half of everything." She had the evidence. She had the leverage. And Margo had no choice but to sign. So Kasie played the oblivious wife while Harris, blind to the trap closing around him, paraded his mistress through their home, laughed as his friends mocked her in public, and dragged her across a ballroom floor when she finally fought back. Then came the black SUV, deliberately ramming her car off the highway. Bleeding and concussed in the hospital, she watched Harris storm in-not to comfort her, but to accuse her of staging a suicide attempt for attention. He threw her blood-stained anniversary dress in the trash. He whispered sweet nothings to his mistress on the phone while she lay in the next room. He never suspected a thing. Lying in the dark, Kasie felt the last ember of her love turn to ash. She had almost died, and he only cared about how it made him look. So she stopped fighting. Feigning complete defeat, she resigned from the family business, told Harris she was emotionally broken, and asked for a solo trip to Italy to clear her head. As Harris smugly booked her flight, believing he had finally tamed his disobedient wife, Kasie picked up her phone and texted her lawyer. "The fish is on the hook. Initiate phase two." He never saw it coming.”