Divorcing The Tycoon: Rebirth Of A Queen

Chapter 5

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he moment. Felicity glanced at the security monitor, and

Miller. He h

s jaw unshaven, his e

ex-husband?" Leo asked w

city instructed her son. She took a deep bre

e shoulders, his eyes bloodshot. "What the hell do you think you're doing? Dis

ger and a thread of panic h

ayden Miller, there's nothing left for us

lothes on your back, the roof over your head, what part of your

d, but she sidestepped

lled with lies and betrayal? Or do you mean the stage where y

out Eden? I already explained, we're just friend

ing played," Felicity cu

livered the day before, carefully prepared and sealed in an envelope. Without hesitation, she hu

carefully. I'm not play

ers scattered on the floor. The words

ed up one of the pages. It w

with fury. "You forged this to slander me?" He

ple. I'm giving up all claims to the Miller family assets. I only want the assets th

city valued her mother's legacy. For her t

ust because Eden came back? Was their

admit it could be his fault. "It's because

e to him was a waste of her life. She

ere's a lunatic trespassing in my

shocked. She was cal

ut, dazed and disoriented. He stood in the hallway

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“Felicity lay dying in a sterile VIP hospital room, her life slipping away to the fragile beeping of a heart monitor. The woman she had once pitied and considered a friend, Eden Ortiz, stood over her bed with a cruel, triumphant smile. Eden leaned in and whispered that Felicity's husband, Kayden, was too busy to come see her one last time. Then, she delivered a venomous secret that completely shattered Felicity's world. "Did you know? Your precious son's death wasn't an accident. I just gave the truck driver a little motivation." Eden sneered that five-year-old Leo was never Kayden's biological son anyway, making them both disposable obstacles so she could finally claim Kayden for herself. Felicity remembered her husband's six years of cold indifference toward their child, and it all made a sickening kind of sense. Endless regret and a black, burning hatred consumed her as her heart monitor let out a piercing scream and flatlined. She hated her own weakness and blind devotion. Why hadn't she seen the monster hiding in plain sight? Darkness swallowed her, but just as suddenly, her eyes flew open. She wasn't in the cold hospital. She was sitting in the familiar master bedroom of the Miller estate. The date on her phone read June 12th-exactly one year before her son's murder, the very day Eden returned to the country. A cold smile touched her lips as she picked up her phone and dialed her lawyer. "Mr. Davis, it's Felicity Soto. I need you to draft a divorce agreement for me. Immediately."”