The Billionaire's Hidden Ex-Wife

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the nightmares of drowning to become less frequent. But the cold, hard block of ic

grew s

windows, I could see the skyline. My city. I had a new name now. To the world, I was Evelyn Thorne, a rut

ken body. I had clawed my way up from the bottom, trading in the stock market, working through the pain, the

my penthouse. Over the last three years, she had stopped being just the woman who saved my life. S

voice calm but laced with a mother's concer

e distant silhouette of the Vance Tower, the massive sk

three years to enjoy my mone

I had no parents, no siblings, no one to fight for me. Because of the marriage contr

his penthouse, and launch his political campaig

l. And I had been follo

" I said, tapping the holographic screen on my desk. "Victoria

woman who helped him kill you is goi

r long,

Julian had created to hide the money he had inherited from me. It also contained a

e hackers and the lawyers. We start draining his offshore accounts overnight.

slightly. "Ten million

own people. And while he's tearing his company apart from th

but firm. "Promise me you'll be careful, sweetheart. I didn'

, the ice in my chest cracked

eekbone. The surgeons in the underground clinic Martha had found had rebuilt my features. I had a sharper jawline now, higher cheekbones, and my hair

ispered to my reflecti

tha. "I need to go.

adjusted the collar of my black suit, just like a mo

e safe,"

l," I

doors closed, and the woman known as Evelyn Thorne d