Divorced And Disgraced: My Spectacular Comeback

Chapter 9

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son Ma

elin-star restaurant with Falon

oice was as steady as ever, but Falon was alr

around my neck and planted a hard kis

e smile finally breaking across my face. Th

"There was one sm

hone tighter to my ear. "

able trust established by her father. Apparently, the shares cannot be trans

n my jaw. "She pulled

aled, notarized. It's watertight. I advised you to ac

ine. It doesn't matter. She still has no money, no friends, no fut

have the final do

ion down and turned back to Falon wi

pout vanishing. "I knew it w

er bottle of champagne. I raised

r new

g the latest Chanel dress, the diamond necklace I'd bought h

e who knew how to please me. Not like Claire, who was

was in an excellent mood, even all

, sliding into the booth. "That w

and told her about

No matter. The girl is still penniless and ruined. She'll have no means to

p to me. "Who cares about some old c

. "When can we go pick out a wedding dress,

I said, pinching he

ial statement. It announced that Claire and I had divorced amicably due t

blic, I was still the good guy, the he

ment brands were very pleased with my "decisive

control. My career, my

ital tomorrow, stepping out onto the street with nothing but the cheap clothes on her

was her own fault fo

tugging on my arm. "The Maldives, may

ou want," I

The sooner I was out of this city, the soone

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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.”