Divorced And Disgraced: My Spectacular Comeback

Chapter 8

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tting quietly on the edge of the bed, the two files placed n

ecision," he said, his voice smooth, as i

ed up the divorce agreement

The pen hovered over

I sto

I said, "there'

iss Ashley, this is not a nego

d pulled out a single sheet of paper. It was creased and wor

said. "I found it last night, sewn into the lining of my

s narrowed. "Wha

ansferred, sold, or relinquished before my thirtieth birthday. No court in this state would enfor

the paper from me, examined the seal, the no

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hing behind his glasses. Then he forced

me a m

his voice through the door, sharp and clipped. When

said. "The clause regarding Montgomery Holdings

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on was printed and placed in front of me. I read it twice, checking e

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agreement back and inspected the signature with th

s with you, Miss Ashley,"

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ged. "Of course. It's

ghtstand and left with his a

trust document in one hand and the

t everything. Bu

rocessed. The Mann family has covered your medical expenses. T

ey couldn't wait to swee

rovided and walked out of the room that had been my

ecret, a father's last protection, and

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“I was the dutiful wife of New York's most dazzling hockey star, but I woke up naked in a trashed hotel suite. Before I could even process the tearing pain, a TMZ headline exploded on my phone, showing a high-resolution photo of me in bed with a strange man. My husband, Jefferson, burst through the door with a pack of reporters, his eyes holding no anger, only a cold, satisfied smirk. He tossed a divorce agreement on the rumpled sheets. "I've been sick of you for months, Claire. Sign it, and we're done." I later overheard him on the phone with my stepsister, Falon. They had drugged my champagne, orchestrated the scandal, and even planned to erase my newly discovered pregnancy so they could finally get married. When I refused to sign and tried to expose them, my mother-in-law shoved me into a marble fireplace. I woke up in a hospital, heavily guarded by their men, and was coldly informed that my baby was gone. To force me out without a single penny, Jefferson's lawyer threatened to leak fabricated documents branding my late, beloved mother as the illegitimate daughter of a mobster. To protect her memory, I signed away my entire life and was thrown onto the freezing streets. They thought I was utterly destroyed, a penniless joke who would disappear forever. But they forgot I still held the ultimate claim to my father's corporate empire. I wiped my bloodstained forehead, hailed a cab, and headed straight back to the viper's nest-my stepmother's house. This time, I was coming for revenge.”