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The Masked Queen's Spectacular Return After Divorce

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 735    |    Released on: Today at 13:52

is phone vibrated. It was Mr. Finch, the head butler at the Price family estate on Long Island

, the air in Theodore's study thick with the scent of old books and cigar smoke. His grandfather sat by

ed," Theodore said, his voice q

the doorframe. "It was her chi

n't be back. She took nothing from us. Not a cent of Price money.

ic," Heath insisted, his jaw tightening.

n his deep blue eyes was a physical blow. "You are a brilliant b

berate. "I don't care what you think. My ultimat

incredulous. "

n you can forget about inheriting Price Corp. I will

. To lose his birthright over her? A wave

e said, turning his back on h

Sean. "Find Eleanor Pennington. I want to know where she lives, what she'

ce hesitant over the phone. "Sir... Ms. P

luxury apartment building in Midtown? Are

ng. A Porsche Taycan. The apartment and the car are held by an LLC tied to her Ho

assumed had no money, living in a luxury high-ris

Grand. Now," he barked a

ss tower. He didn't get out. He just sat in the back, his eyes fix

tylish athletic gear, her hair in a high ponytail, laughing with the doorman. She l

n. Across the street, the lights of a brand-new, che

ged effortlessly into the flow of traff

ar feeling of defeat, surged through him. He shoved open his car door, stormed out onto the pavement,

d. He had never seen his b

How had she built all of this without

he thought he could discard like trash was leaving him behind

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The Masked Queen's Spectacular Return After Divorce
The Masked Queen's Spectacular Return After Divorce
“Eleanor stood shivering in the freezing maternity ward, her hands instinctively protecting her slightly rounded stomach. A few steps away, her husband, Heath, was texting his ex-lover, Harlow, with a gentle smile he never showed his wife. He pocketed his phone, looked at Eleanor with icy disgust, and forced her toward the operating room. "This was your choice to try and trap me. Now deal with the consequences." He was forcing her to terminate their child, convinced this pregnancy was just a desperate scheme to stop their impending divorce. The forced procedure ended in a catastrophic nightmare. A massive hemorrhage nearly killed her, and to save her life, the doctors had to perform a hysterectomy. She would never be able to conceive again. Yet, when she woke up in a pool of her own blood, Heath was already gone. His assistant simply texted that the medical fees were paid and Heath had left for an important meeting. Heath assumed she was just going to throw a tantrum and demand a massive payout. Staring at the empty hospital room, Eleanor didn't shed a single tear. The child that carried all her hopes, along with her entire future as a mother, was buried today. He had permanently destroyed her body, completely unaware of the devastating damage he had caused. Her heart was completely dead, and from this second on, Heath Price was nothing but an enemy. She picked up her phone, dialed her lawyer, and filed for a divorce. She was going to walk away with absolutely nothing, bury the last three years, and start a radiant new life he could never touch.”