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The Hidden Genius: Leaving His Cage

Chapter 3

Word Count: 733 | Released on: 03/11/2026

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anked me up by my collar, so hard

me!" h

ds coming up to

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d barely breathe. After a beat o

ld her you

nd he shoved me back

to Kamilah, I won't l

g on the gravel driveway while I was packing my suitcase. Stepping out of the be

a simple white button-down shirt, her frame slender and del

nally looking at the woman who owned my husband's heart. Her skin was porcelain-pale,

ooked up at me, his dark bro

ked down the stairs. The moment my foot t

e said softly. "It's not right for me to rec

the front door,

me a freezing glare, silently

here until she rec

tly at his sleeve,

has nothing to do with Britteny. My

ening into a tone he had never used with me. "I've called my

at me with an a

s. Beau and I grew up together. He's

remain

won

rist still hurt. He didn't spare me a single glance. Standing

I wanted to end th

we ar

ag cut me off. Beau immediately pu

oe," he s

le girl's high-pitched voic

his shoulder pressing against hers

ouse?" Chloe asked. "Is Unc

eyes cur

ttle longer. Once Mommy feels

leep in the same b

weight crushed my chest. With Kamilah in the house,

t of my bag. Looking at Beau's scrawled signature on the last page, a dry laugh escaped my lips. When I han

et exit, yet the whole th

Kamilah, and you're hidi

his eyes devoid of any warmth. Since h

e need t

porridge for Kamilah," he c

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The Hidden Genius: Leaving His Cage

Saffron Hale Modern

“For three years, I swallowed my pride as the live-in husband of billionaire CEO Cierra Hunter, enduring endless humiliation just to pay my mother's astronomical medical bills. But when I went to City Hall, the clerk looked at me with pity and told me there was no record of our marriage. The certificate Cierra had given me was a crude forgery. Legally, I was completely single. She had bought my dignity with a piece of scrap paper. Worse, she didn't know that I had already found out my mother died two years ago. On the night my mother passed away, Cierra had turned off her phone to comfort her precious first love, Keon. She deliberately hid my mother's death, continuing to use the fake medical bills to control me, treating me like a dog, and demanding I serve Keon when he moved into our estate to play the victim. "He's just a dog I keep in the house. Once he takes the money, he's supposed to wag his tail." Hearing her mock me to Keon chilled me to the bone. She thought those fake bills could keep me trapped in her gilded cage forever, bowing to her every whim. But she had no idea I had secretly been winning international architectural bids under an anonymous name. I calmly burned the fake marriage certificate to ashes. Then, I accepted a Chief Designer offer from a top overseas firm, packed my bags, and walked out the door. This time, I choose to live for myself.”