Too Late For Regret: The Ex-Wife's Escape

Chapter 7

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the ad described. Unlike the glittering main entrance, this was

licants were already there, mostly middle-aged immig

r clothes were plain, her posture and the delica

of housekeeping. She wore heavy makeup and had a perpetually

se was serious. "Look, missy, this isn't a place fo

" Eloise's reply was simple

e name "Jane Doe." The resume section was almost entirely blank. "

her current state, any expl

bout to dismiss her, t

slightly curly hair, and amber eyes that held a playful glin

pression melted into a fawning smile. "Mr

her. His interested gaze

er face, which was striking even without a trace of m

sked, his voice a l

," Eloise

is lips deepening. "Jane Doe? A creative

Veronica. His tone was ca

d, but didn't dare argue.

jealousy and suspicion, assuming she had s

. She didn't understand why he was helping her. She r

caution. He turned to leave.

immediately returned. She shoved a gray cleane

boss likes you," she warned. "You don't do

out a word. She had the job.

and took a deep breath in the

oor, Julian Montgomery stood before a massive

ntered and hand

James's wife, Eloise Knight. This is a p

rity gala. She was a world away from the defiant "Jane Doe" in the basement,

nteresting. Very interesting. The great Mrs. James, working

story, but his instincts

oved a g

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“After three agonizing years in prison, Eloise Knight finally walked out of the heavy iron gates. Waiting for her was her billionaire husband, Carter James. He didn't come to welcome her, but to see if prison had finally broken her into an obedient wife. Three years ago, he stood in court and presented the very evidence that condemned her for murdering her best friend-a vintage letter opener he knew was a gift from her late father. When Eloise turned her back on his luxury car and walked away, Carter's ruthless nature was unleashed. "Freeze every single one of her accounts. I don't want one cent flowing to her." He cut off her credit cards, her bank accounts, and even the trust fund left by her mother. He wanted to leave her penniless and starving on the cold streets of New York, absolutely certain she would soon come crawling back to beg for his mercy. In the freezing night, clutching only an old suitcase, Eloise felt a bitter clarity. She remembered her murdered best friend's secretive smile, boasting about a way to steal Carter's heart just days before her death. She realized she had been framed by the two people she trusted most. Why did Carter hate her so much? How could they destroy her life so easily without a second thought? But she was no longer the naive Mrs. James. Eloise signed the divorce papers, left them on his pristine coffee table, and vanished into the night. She disguised herself as a mute cleaner at the exclusive Elysian Club, stepping right into his playground to find the truth and clear her name.”