The Wife He Used as a Scapegoat
Eight years of loyalty. Eight years of building a multi-billion-dollar empire side-by-side in the trenches. Isabella Hart thought her marriage to Nathan Wolfe was unbreakable—until a devastating financial fraud scandal threatened to bring the Wolfe dynasty to its knees. Faced with the ruin of his legacy, Nathan made a logical, calculated, and fatal decision. He signed the documents that branded his own wife a criminal.He thought he was protecting the company. He believed the flawless digital trail. He truly thought the woman he loved had betrayed him.Three years in a federal penitentiary proved to Isabella that love is a liability. Now, the gates have opened. The media expects the disgraced ex-wife to change her name and vanish into obscurity. Instead, Isabella walks right back into the lion’s den—not as a beggar, but as the newly minted CEO of Vanguard Capital, the ruthless investment conglomerate that just hostilely acquired Nathan's biggest competitor. She is wealthier, colder, and utterly untouchable. But the real war begins when the dust clears, and Nathan uncovers the horrifying truth: The evidence was a masterclass in fabrication. Isabella was completely innocent. The people he trusted blindly manipulated him into destroying his own soulmate.As corporate warfare erupts between their rival empires, Nathan is prepared to tear down his own family brick by brick to beg for forgiveness. He will bleed, he will grovel, he will kneel. But Isabella isn't looking for an apology. She’s looking for liquidation. And if Nathan wants a second chance, he’ll have to learn exactly what it feels like to lose absolutely everything.He sent her to prison to save his empire. Now she’s back with enough power to burn it to the ground—and he’s about to realize that breaking her heart was his ultimate ruin.
Basahin
Chapter: Cole Strikes the Tower.~ Cole ~"Sell it all. Every share. Now."I said the words into the phone without raising my voice. My assistant on the other end did not argue. He never did.I stood by the window of my private office, high above the city. Below me, the streets looked small, like toy cars moving on a gray board. I held a tablet in my other hand. On the screen, a red line dropped like a stone falling off a cliff.Wolfe Enterprises stock. Falling fast.I watched the number change. Forty-one dollars. Thirty-eight. Thirty-four. Each drop felt clean, like a knife cutting through paper."Sir," the voice on the phone said, "the algorithm is already moving. Three exchanges are flagging unusual volume.""Let them flag it," I said. "By the time anyone traces the orders, the damage will already be done."I hung up and set the tablet down on my desk. The office was quiet except for the soft hum of the air system. I liked it quiet. Quiet meant I was in control.My phone buzzed again. A text from one of my traders
Huling Na-update: 2026-09-20
Chapter: The Almost-Kiss.~ Isabella ~"The monitor is green, Isabella," the doctor said, pointing to the tall plastic machine beside the bed. "His body accepted the new organ. The rejection phase is over."I dropped into the hard plastic chair by the bed. My knees were shaking so badly they felt like soft jelly. "He is really going to be okay?""Yes," the doctor said. He smiled and tapped his chart with a black pen. "Your brother is very strong. He just needs rest now."The heavy wooden door clicked shut behind the doctor. The room went quiet, except for the steady *beep, beep, beep* of the heart monitor.I leaned my elbows on the edge of the mattress and pulled my knees up to my chest. The tight knot in my stomach finally let go. I didn't mean to cry, but hot tears spilled over my eyelashes anyway. Sitting in this small white room, watching Leo’s chest rise and fall under the clean blanket, I could not stop the water from falling.A soft step sounded on the cold tile floor behind me.Nathan didn't say a word
Huling Na-update: 2026-09-20
Chapter: Complications.~ Isabella ~"Drink this, Bella," Nathan said softly.He stepped into my view, holding a white paper cup. Steam rose from the top. He looked completely worn down, but his eyes were steady as he held the cup out to me."I don't want coffee," I said. My voice sounded thin and dry, like paper tearing."It's hot water with lemon," Nathan said."You haven't swallowed anything since six this morning. Please."I looked at his hand. The skin around his knuckles was scraped from the fight in the parking garage. He had taken a blow meant for my head, and he hadn't complained once.I took the cup. The paper was hot against my cold fingers. "Thank you."Nathan sat down in the plastic chair right next to mine. The metal legs scraped loudly against the linoleum tile. "How long has it been?" I asked, looking up at the round clock on the wall. The red second hand moved in steady, quiet clicks."Four hours and twenty minutes," Nathan said. I guess he had been tracking every single minute right alongsi
Huling Na-update: 2026-09-12
Chapter: Men Outside the Hospital.~ Nathan ~I leaned my back against the cold tile wall of the pre-op waiting room and closed my eyes. Every second felt like a heavy weight pressing down on my chest.Inside the operating room down the hall, doctors were getting Leo ready for his surgery. Isabella sat on a hard vinyl chair a few feet away Her face was pale, and her dark eyes were wide with a deep, silent fear.I hated seeing her like this."Nathan," Isabella whispered, her voice trembling slightly.I snapped my eyes open and stepped over to her, dropping down on one knee so I was at eye level with her. "I'm right here, Bella.""The security guards..." She swallowed hard, her eyes darting toward the heavy double doors at the end of the hallway. "Are you sure they are watching the main floor? What if Damian Cole tries something? He sent that message to my phone. He knows Leo is in this building."I reached out and placed my hand gently over her frozen fingers. She didn't pull away. That tiny bit of trust meant more to m
Huling Na-update: 2026-09-11
Chapter: The Boy In the Waiting Room.~ Leo ~I sat on the edge of the narrow hospital bed, swinging my legs slowly. The blue paper gown felt thin against my arms, and the air in the pre-op ward smelled like bleach, old rubber, and clean sheets.Through the clear glass window of my small room, I could see my sister, Isabella.She was walking back and forth in the hallway. Step, turn, step, turn. Her black heels made a quick, sharp sound against the white floor tile. *Click, click, click.* Her arms were wrapped tight around her waist, and her eyes were fixed on the floor.Bella thought she was hiding it, but I knew her better than anyone. She was terrified. Her shoulders were pulled up high near her ears, and every time a nurse walked past with a plastic tray, Bella jumped a little bit.Then, the heavy double doors at the end of the hall swung open.Nathan Wolfe walked in.He didn't wear his expensive suit jacket today. His dark tie was pulled down, his white shirt collar was open, and his sleeves were rolled up past his w
Huling Na-update: 2026-09-09
Chapter: A Threat Against Leo.~ Isabella ~The cold white floor of the hospital waiting room was so clean I could see my own shoes in it.I paced back and forth, counting my steps to keep my mind off the heavy smell of rubbing alcohol and old bleach. Ten steps to the water cooler. Ten steps back to the door. Every time I turned around, my knees felt weak.Leo’s surgery was in less than three days. My younger brother had waited so long for this transplant, his body beaten down by years of delayed treatments ever since Nathan cut off his funding while I was locked away. Now, everything was finally ready. The doctors were ready. The organ was secured. The Vanguard medical team had checked every single detail twice.Then my phone buzzed in my coat pocket.I pulled it out, expecting a message from Maya about Vanguard's stock status. Instead, it was an encrypted video file sent from an unlisted number.My fingers felt cold as I tapped the screen. The video opened to a low-resolution security feed of the hospital’s under
Huling Na-update: 2026-09-08
Chapter: Dream of the Primordial Beast.~ Nerrissa ~The dark room smelled of burnt pine wood and dry stone.I sat alone in a vast sea of pitch-black mud. Cold water crept up past my ankles, soaking through the thin hem of my nightgown. High above me, there was no sun, no moon, and no sky. There was only a heavy ceiling of cracked black granite, dripping with thick, steaming water that hissed whenever it hit the mud.A heavy vibration moved through the dirt beneath my bare feet.It was not an earthquake. It was a pulse. A slow, thumping rhythm that made the bones inside my shins ache.The sound of iron chains echoed out of the dark. The links were massive, each one thicker than an old oak tree, covered in glowing golden writing that burned with harsh, white sparks. The chains stretched across the cavern, pulled tight against tall pillars of solid obsidian rock.Beneath those chains, the continent moved.A mountain of dark scales rose from the mud. The beast was so large that its spine seemed to scrape the bottom of the worl
Huling Na-update: 2026-09-13
Chapter: Locked In the Dragon's Grip.~ Theron ~The iron latch clicked shut behind Lucien, leaving the sanctuary in complete silence.The room was vast, dark, and cold. Only the dying red coals inside the stone fireplace gave off light, painting the obsidian walls in dull shades of rust and shadow. I stood frozen in the middle of the floor. My hands, still stained with dried red patches from my attempt to wipe the blood from the sheets, hung limp at my sides."Her human body cannot hold this magic much longer, Theron," Lucien had said before I forced him out. "If her power breaks out fully... it will destroy her from the inside."The High Mage's words still rang inside my skull, loud as iron hammers on an anvil.I turned slowly toward the massive bed.Nerrissa lay crumpled in the middle of the white silk mattress. She looked impossibly small, like a broken doll discarded after a battle. Her long silver-white hair spilled across the pillows in tangled, messy waves. Her skin, usually pale as winter snow, was flushed with a
Huling Na-update: 2026-09-11
Chapter: The Sickness Awakens.~ Nerrissa ~The heavy oak doors of the master sanctuary shut with a deep, dull click.Theron did not set me on my feet. He carried me across the dark room, his boots thudding softly against the thick fur rug. His arms were locked tight around my back and knees, hard as iron bars. He reached the wide bed and lowered me down.His large hands did not drop me. He eased my shoulders onto the soft white pillows with slow, measured care. He pulled his hands back, his jaw tight, his molten gold eyes scanning my face."Do not move from that mattress," he commanded. His voice was a low, rough rumble."I am not trying to run, Your Grace," I whispered. My throat felt dry, like rough sandpaper. "My legs would not carry me two steps anyway.""Good. Save your strength." Theron turned toward the entrance, his broad shoulders blocking the lantern light. "Selene!"The side door opened an inch. General Selene stood in the gap, her hand resting on the pommel of her sword. "Sire?""Take forty guards," T
Huling Na-update: 2026-09-09
Chapter: The Command At the Table.~ Nerrissa ~The entire banquet hall was dead silent.Three hundred dragon warlords, nobles, and armored guards stood frozen along the long wooden tables below. Nobody laughed. Nobody clinked a silver cup.Near the stone steps of the high dais, the heavy iron doors still vibrated. Theron did not look at the empty doorway. He did not care that a noble lady had flown away in shame.His molten gold eyes looked only at me.With his right hand, Theron reached past my shoulder to the heavy silver platter resting on the center table. The plate held sweet red mountain plums, fresh figs, and dark purple grapes brought from the southern orchards. His long, calloused fingers picked up a single slice of fresh golden melon. It dripped sweet juice, smelling of summer honey and cold spring water. It was completely clean, far away from the poisoned venison Seraphine had sent to choke my lungs.Theron brought his hand back. He held the fruit less than an inch from my lips."Eat," he commanded.His vo
Huling Na-update: 2026-09-08
Chapter: The Scent of Dragon Fire.~ Nerrissa ~The clatter of Lady Seraphine’s fork striking the stone steps sounded like a hammer hitting an anvil.Before anyone could draw breath, a massive hand reached out. Heavy bronze fingers wrapped around the back of my chair, dragging it across the floor with a harsh screech of wood against stone."Theron—" I began.He did not answer with words. Theron rose from his seat, towering over the table like a jagged cliff. With a single, effortless pull, his arm hooked under my knees and his broad hand clamped around my ribs. He hoisted me clean out of my chair.A collective gasp ripped through the three hundred nobles below.My breath caught in my throat as my world tilted. One second my feet were touching the floor, and the next, I was dropped directly onto the solid muscle of his lap."Stay still," Theron growled against my hair.His voice was a deep, physical vibration that passed straight through my chest. His dark-armored left arm banded across my waist like a bolted iron bar,
Huling Na-update: 2026-09-07
Chapter: Whispers At the Head Table.~ Theron ~"Answer me, Nerrissa," I said.My voice was not loud, but it cut through the noise of the hall like a dull blade scraping over stone.Beside me, the girl pulled her hands back into the folds of her dress. Her knuckles were white. Her blue-gray eyes looked at the roasted meat, then up at my face. She did not point a finger across the room. She never did. Even with poison sitting two inches from her lips, she kept her chin up and her mouth shut."A kitchen boy brought it," she whispered. Her voice was raspy, dry like autumn grass. "He said it came from the lower pantries.""You are lying," I told her."I am not lying, Your Grace.""You are leaving out the name," I said.I picked up the silver fork from the wood. With one flick of my wrist, I poked the roasted venison. The meat parted. A thick, dark liquid seeped out from the center, pooling in the red gravy. Where the juice hit the white porcelain rim, a sickly gray film separated and floated on top. It smelled like sour copp
Huling Na-update: 2026-09-06
Chapter: Between Life and Death.~ Ivy ~"Push the bag faster!" the paramedic yelled over the screaming siren. "He is dropping! We are losing his pressure!"I sat on the cold floor of the racing ambulance, my knees jammed against the metal wall. Ethan’s blood was all over my palms. It was thick, warm, and sticky. Every time the truck bounced over a bump, more crimson soaked through the white gauze packed into his shoulder. His face was as pale as paper. His head rolled to the side with each turn of the wheels."Ethan, look at me," I pleaded, grabbing his left hand. His skin felt like ice. "Open your eyes. You stay right here with me." The paramedic shoved two fingers against Ethan's neck. "Pulse is thready. Push another unit of whole blood through the large-bore IV!""He took the bullet for me," I said, my voice cracking into a raw sob. "He stepped right in front of the gun." The medic did not look up from Ethan's bare chest. "Keep talking to him, ma'am. Do not let him slip away.""Ethan, you pulled me off the road,"
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-10
Chapter: The Bullet.~ Ethan ~"Stay on your feet, Ivy! Keep your eyes on my back!" I shouted over the hiss of leaking pipes and the crackle of burning wires."I have you! I am right here!" Ivy gasped, her voice raw from the chemical rag they had used on her. Her hands gripped the tough canvas of my tactical vest with fierce strength. Her legs wobbled from days of starvation and thirst, but she pushed forward with every ounce of grit in her body.Gunfire ripped through the heavy darkness of the old shipping depot. Red sparks sprayed off the rusty steel walls like hot rain. "Move behind the forklift!" I barked, shoving her gently toward a thick yellow machine. "Keep your head down!""Ethan, your hands are bleeding!" she cried out, pointing at my torn knuckles where the sharp zip-ties had sliced my skin."Scratches! Do not look at my hands! Look at the exit door!"Fifty yards away, the heavy metal roll-up door hung open three feet from the wet concrete floor. Cold night air rushed in, mixing with the sharp
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-09
Chapter: The Breach.~ Ivy ~The mercenary leader clicked the satellite phone shut. His jaw hardened into iron, and his thumb pulled back the hammer of his black handgun with a sharp snap."Boss says change of plans," he said. His voice sounded flat and hollow. "The client wants you gone right now."My pulse hammered against my throat. The thick plastic zip-ties cut deep into my swollen wrists, biting into raw skin as I pulled against the heavy metal chair. My shoulders burned from hours of sitting trapped in one place."Chloe told you to kill me, right?" I asked. My words came out cracked and dry, but I kept my chin high. "Tell me the truth." The man stepped forward, closing the distance between us. "Names cost extra, lady. You talk too much.""She hates that I survived," I said, leaning forward against the plastic cords. "She ran out of money, and now she wants you to do her dirty work. You know you will take the blame alone.""Shut your mouth," the second guard barked from the doorway, leveling his rif
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-08
Chapter: Clock Running Out.~ Chloe ~I slammed my palm against the wooden table, rattling the row of black burner phones. The digital clock on the wall blinked two in the morning. My phone screen stayed blank. My social media feed showed empty search results. There was zero footage of Ivy Monroe groveling on her knees.I grabbed the heavy encrypted phone, punched in the secure passcode, and jammed the speaker against my ear. The call connected on the fourth ring."Kessler," I hissed into the receiver, pacing across the hardwood floor. "Where is the confession video? You had one job. You were supposed to post her statement two hours ago." Kessler’s voice came through low and flat. "We have a problem, Miss Bennett.""Fix it!" I screamed, digging my fingernails into my palm until the skin stung. "I gave you the exact script. I typed every single word. She sits in front of the camera, she admits she lied about the fall, and she tells the world she tricked Julian.""The woman refuses to speak," Kessler replied."Mak
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-08
Chapter: Following The Frequency.~ Ethan ~"Play the audio clip again, Frank," I barked, leaning over the wide metal desk. "I need to listen again before heading out there".My hands pressed flat against the cold surface. My knuckles turned white. On the large computer monitors, the green sound wave from the ransom call bounced up and down. My pulse hammered in my ears. Ivy was out there in the hands of paid killers, and every passing second felt like a tick of a bomb. Frank sat in the rolling chair, his fingers clicking rapidly across the keyboard. He isolated the noise. The digitized, robotic voice that had demanded one hundred million dollars cut out. Then Ivy's voice echoed through the speakers, fierce and unyielding: "Ethan, don't you dare say those lies! Don't let them take your name!" The raw bravery in her words tore straight through my chest. Then came the sharp static where the kidnappers severed the call. "Listen to the tail end," I said, tapping the glass screen. "Right behind her voice. Drop the vocal
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-07
Chapter: The Smear Script.~ Ivy ~The man in the black mask threw a piece of paper right onto my knees. It landed with a dry flap. My hands were pulled tight behind the cold metal chair, thick plastic zip-ties biting hard into my wrists. My ankles were bound just as tightly against the metal legs below. "Read it," the man said. His voice sounded flat, muffled by the cloth over his mouth. "I cannot hold it," I answered, keeping my voice as steady as I could. My throat felt raw and burned from the sweet-smelling chemical rag they had used on me in the alley. The man stepped forward in his heavy combat boots, bent down, and held the paper right in front of my face. I looked at the typed lines.I, Ivy Monroe, hereby confess that my entire marriage to Julian Vance was a calculated scheme. I purposely brought about the termination of my own pregnancy out of pure spite, seeking to extort millions from Vance Global. Julian is entirely innocent, and Miss Chloe Bennett was maliciously framed by me and my co-conspira
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-06
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