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The Neglected Omega's Spectacular Tech Comeback

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 828    |    Released on: 10/11/2026

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quarters, and I stepped out, pushing through the revolv

a Scent Barrier Badge stood up

ning, Mrs

title and walked straight to the executive elevator b

e wide corridor in my heels, the staff stepping asi

k does when the wife of the man who signs the payroll walks past, and half of them were Betas

er's chief administrative secretary, who looked up fr

chair. "Mr. Hodges is still away in The Concord on

man on that floor, because he was the only person in the

nife, Beta does the brain - that is the phrase they use in the Union, and

ked open the combination lock, pulled out a thin w

e complete handover list for every project I've hand

e bold "Resignation Letter" printed

me, his voice droppin

his... Does Mr. Hodges

nly, my voice cris

mpany policy, submitting my resignation to the chief adminis

past my jawline to the matte black Le

users. "It's just that given your status, Mr. Hodges issued strict standing orders yea

I cut in coldly. "Right now, I am c

folder on his desk

dare process it, you can bury this folder in the bottom of your drawer like you always do whe

at the folder, I spun on my hee

utter to himself about another marital quarrel, and slide my resignatio

sense of relief washed through my chest; his team's

the front steps, breathing in the crisp city

Core headquarters, I spoke as so

VIP passes for next week's Globa

ered respectfully. "I'll send the digital pass

ving into a cold, steady smile a

for Frazier Hodges was over, and it was time for th

ment, and leaned back against the seat, closing my eyes to run

ocean, completely blind to the fac

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The Neglected Omega's Spectacular Tech Comeback
The Neglected Omega's Spectacular Tech Comeback
“For five years, I hid my identity as a genius AI tech founder to be the docile Omega wife and executive secretary to my S-class Alpha husband, Frazier Hodges. On my twenty-sixth birthday, I flew across the ocean to celebrate with him and our five-year-old daughter, Grayce. But I walked in to find them wrapped in his protective pheromones, acting like a perfect family with Charlsie, his high-tier Omega "savior." Frazier coldly canceled our promised dinner because Charlsie's car had a minor scrape. My own biological daughter glared at me with pure hostility, clinging tightly to Charlsie's neck. "I wish Auntie Charlsie was my real mom! You're cold and boring!" When I questioned Frazier, his S-class aura pressed down on me in warning as he openly mocked my pain. "Stop throwing jealous tantrums over every little thing like a child begging for candy." He scoffed and walked out, leaving me alone with a melting cake to escort Charlsie and Grayce to the hospital. I had sacrificed my empire and endured a freezing marriage for a ninety-six percent Resonance match, only to be treated like a disposable nanny and a pathetic nuisance by the family I built. Staring at the ruined cake, my five-year delusion finally shattered. I calmly signed the separation agreement, wired back his thirty-million-dollar trust, and locked my pheromone collar to maximum security. This time, I chose to leave the gilded cage and take back my throne.”