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Addicted To My Secret Genius Wife

Author: Li Zi Hai Shi Xing

Chapter 1 No.1

Word Count: 875 | Released on: Today at 17:55

living room, the bubble of gum in

e, a deliberate offense against the an

ns were a world away from the suffoca

aumont, sat enthroned

innocence in a Chanel suit, watched Chloe with

was sharp, his gaze raking over Chloe's attire with

er bubble, letti

this conversation, will they?" she sho

re's been a change to your enga

ther to soft

rrying Connor Shar

n Chloe's f

she asked, her voi

a syrupy imitation of sympathy. "Don't blame Dad, sister. The Sharpes specifically asked for me. There was

nd away as if she'd b

she hissed, her ey

table. "This isn't a discussion. The Beaumont fami

words blurring. "So what about me?

his voice devoid of any warmth. "The Sha

ed for

will marry the eldest Sh

that car accident a few years ago. The one in the wheelchair. I hea

reet prodigy, now a recluse, a cri

e final, killing blow. "Sign the agreement. Or as Ethan's legal guardian, I will

e-cold dread. Her little brother. Her only weakness. As long as Cedric held that legal guardians

eyes were dry, all the tears burn

the pen fro

violent slash of ink

nto the table. The slap of pape

traight. She looked at the two p

skin-crawling quiet, "I have no father." She didn't wa

Cedric, picking up the agreement with a triu

alculating. "Keep Connor happy. The future

l evening air of New York did nothing to qu

nal half-brother, Ethan White. After their mother died, Cedric had dumped them in Havenwood

I promise you. I will make them pay for

car glided to a silen

aling the impassive face of

tone flat. "Please get in. We'

ng all her emotions into a locked box deep

watched the city lights blur past the window, knowing

the back of th

ked, her voice cold. "Is he

w mirror. His expression was unreadable.

Chapter End

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“My father called me into the opulent living room just to announce that my arranged marriage had been given to my stepsister. Olivia, wearing a smug smile in her Chanel suit, had stolen my fiancé. And as compensation, I was ordered to marry his older brother, Julian-a paralyzed outcast who lived in the neglected, rotting wing of the Sharpe estate. When I refused to be tossed away like trash, my father used my only weakness. "Sign the agreement. Otherwise, you know your brother's medical bills..." My brother Ethan was lying in a hospital bed, trapped in his own body by a rare neurotoxin. I had no choice but to sign the paper and be shipped off to the Sharpe family that very night. There, I was treated like a joke. The servants placed bets on my humiliation, and my new stepmother-in-law ambushed me with a public brunch to mock my country background. They all thought I was just a docile, uneducated pawn they could bully and discard. They didn't know about my perfect SAT score, my hidden Columbia University acceptance letter, or the jar of contaminated soil from my hometown I kept hidden in my bag. They didn't know I already understood the biochemistry of the poison destroying my brother's brain. Looking at the arrogant family trying to step all over me, and my observant, wheelchair-bound husband who was slowly uncovering my secrets, I smiled coldly. I didn't come to New York to be a trophy wife, I came for revenge.”