LOGIN"You faked the DNA test." On my anniversary, my family called me a fraud. My husband handed me divorce papers without hesitation. "You were never meant to be my wife." Overnight, I was discarded. The scandal of the city. But they forgot one thing: I never needed them. Before I was his wife, I was Mirena Sterling. The Investment Queen. A Wall Street legend. A racing champion. I gave it all up for a man who threw me away. Big mistake. Months later, I bought his company. He begged at my feet. "Give me another chance." I didn't even look at him. "Sorry, darling. I don't recycle trash." Then my former rival dropped to one knee. Alexander Pierce—the man who once mocked my fall. "Take back everything they stole," he murmured, eyes burning. "Then take me too."
View MoreThe next few days were a blur and before Mirena knew it, her birthday had arrived.With her plans already in her head, she got up and began getting ready. Once she was done, she walked out of her room.“Young Mistress,” Francisco greeted the moment she descended the stairs.“Francisco,” she replied with a small nod. “Where’s my grandfather?”“The master had a few errands to run at the company, so he stepped out.”Mirena paused mid-step, one brow lifting slightly. An errand at the company? Why didn't he just leave it for her to get done?The thought lingered briefly, but she didn’t dwell on it.“Do you need something?” Francisco asked.She shook her head lightly. “I’m heading out for a bit.”Francisco nodded, then added, “Will you be back by dinner?”Mirena nodded. “Yes.”Francisco inclined his head politely. “Alright. Safe trip then.”She gave him a small smile before turning and heading out. The moment she slipped into the driver’s seat, she paused, hands resting lightly on the steer
Mirena arrived at the restaurant not long after, her steps steady.The moment she pushed the door open and stepped inside, her eyes swept the space and landed on Eleanor almost instantly.Of course.Eleanor was already there, seated by the window, posture straight, hands folded neatly on the table. Composed, as always.Mirena paused for half a second, then exhaled quietly, bracing herself before walking over.She didn’t bother with pleasantries.The moment she reached the table, she pulled out a chair and sat down across from her.“Make it quick,” she said flatly. “You have ten minutes.”Eleanor’s fingers tightened slightly against each other.For the first time in a long time, she looked… uncertain.But she nodded.“…Alright.”There was a brief pause before she began.“I didn’t choose to support you from the orphanage out of kindness,” Eleanor said, her voice calm, but lacking its usual warmth. “Not at first.”Mirena didn’t react. She just watched her.“You stood out,” Eleanor contin
There were levels to devastation—George had come to understand that the night before as he laid in bed staring at the article about Camille and the Sterling family being put on trial in a week.His eyes had lingered longer than necessary on Camille’s disfigured face, and instead of sympathy, all he felt was irritation… and a growing, bitter resentment.He had gambled everything on her.When she had returned, he had abandoned his marriage without hesitation, convinced that aligning himself with Camille—the so-called true heiress—would elevate him higher. But reality had turned on him with ruthless precision. One mistake led to another, and while everything in his life spiraled downward, Mirena’s only seemed to rise.For a fleeting second, regret had crept in.Then he had crushed it.There was no point dwelling on her. He had nothing to gain from Mirena anymore. Once he secured a meeting with the investment queen, everything would change.At least, that was what he had told himself.Yet
Mirena stared at the message, her frown deepening.Talk?If she was being honest, she didn’t want to see Eleanor. Not now. What had happened still sat heavy in her chest, sharp and unresolved. It felt like betrayal—and she wasn’t ready to forgive that. Not yet.With a quiet exhale, she locked her screen and set her phone aside.Too much had happened in too little time.She needed to get her life back in order.First, the campaign—she was done with it. There was no point keeping up the PR façade or playing politics anymore. Second, Crest. There was no reason for her to stay, especially when it meant leaving herself exposed to Eleanor’s influence.If she was being honest, Julian Crest had always seemed… too accommodating. That connection needed to be cut.Which left Octa, Ash Empire prep inauguration and her own life to sort out.That, at least, felt manageable.“…Yeah,” she muttered softly to herself. “I can work with that.”Turning onto her side, she closed her eyes.Tomorrow, she woul
For a second, Mirena's mind went bland. She stared at him as if she hadn’t heard correctly.“What did you just say?” she asked, voice low with a tinge of disbelief.Alexander didn’t look back at her. His expression was already shuttered, the earlier turbulence wiped clean as though it had never exi
“He’s put you in a bad mood, hasn't he?”Walking beside Mirena after catching up to her, Ryan clasped his hand at his back and threw a glance at her.“Should I have punched him?” He asked.She clicked her tongue, not totally rebuking the idea, but not exactly going along with it.“Since when did yo
Alexander's assistant flinched as the sound of glass shattering filled the air.His gaze darted from the glittering shards of what had been an eight-thousand-dollar Baccarat crystal glass to his boss's rigid posture. Alexander sat perfectly still, his eyes burning with cold fire, fixed on something
An hour after the phone call Mirena had with Ada, she stood by a yacht dock, staring up at a super yacht.Her eyes scanned the structure with mild awe and thick nostalgia.She'd almost forgotten what luxury truly felt like. After getting married to George and becoming a doormat for the Sterling fam






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