LOGINIn a world of lies and betrayal, revenge becomes the only currency worth trading. Evelyn Miller, an only child born into wealth and privilege, inheriting her family fortune and prestigious lineage, she was groomed to fit into high society from a tender age and attending lavish social events, What she ever truly seek was a true connection and love. Putting on a new identity as Isabella Hearst and leaving behind her identity as an heiress to follow what her heart truly desire - True love. Alexander Montague was everything she ever wanted in a man, walking down the aisle with him eight month into the relationship was like a dream come true, but dreams could also become nightmares. In a world where deceit and betrayal lurk behind every smile, Evelyn finds herself at the center of a web of lies spun by the very man she trusted with her heart. Seven years of marriage as a submissive, caring and understanding wife to a seemingly loving husband, only to discover that her life has been nothing but a charade orchestrated by his selfish desires. With fire in her eyes and steel in her soul, she embarked on a journey of revenge, leaving a trail of destruction in her wake.
View MoreFIVE YEARS AGO...
In the sprawling estate of the Montague mansion, where ivy climbed the walls like whispers of forgotten secrets and the scent of roses lingered in the air like the promise of eternal love, Isabella Montague stood at the grand window of her boudoir with a porcelain cup cradled in her slender fingers. Bathed in the soft morning light, she exuded an air of serene elegance, her delicate features illuminated by the golden rays that filtered through the sheer curtains. Slowly, she sipped her morning coffee savoring it's taste while the rich aroma mingle with the sweet scent of freshly-cut flowers that adorned the room. Her gaze drifted wistfully over the manicured gardens below, where dew-kissed petals danced in the gentle breeze, a picturesque tableau of tranquility.
To the outside world, she was the epitome of grace and sophistication, the beloved wife of the esteemed CEO, Alexander Montague, who has continuously earned the yearly award for best Entrepreneur five time in a row. Theirs was a union envied by many, a love story that seemed destined for eternity. Yet, beneath the façade of marital bliss, a shadow lurked, threatening to shatter the illusion of perfection.
As the day unfolded, Isabella moved through the opulent halls of the mansion with practiced grace, her smile never faltering even as doubts gnawed at the edges of her mind. There were moments, fleeting and ephemeral, when she sensed a distance between herself and Alexander, a chasm widening with each passing day but she was a master at burying her fears beneath layers of poise and composure, clinging to the belief that love could conquer all, until an anonymous package arrived.
All the twelve board members shifted uncomfortably in their seats, a collective rustling of expensive fabric and suppressed tension filling the room. Evelyn's expression remained cold and unreadable, a stark contrast to the anxious glances exchanged around the roomVice-chairman Kim, a man of sparse words and considered actions, initiated the proceedings with a voice that despite its softness, carried the weight of authority, "Everyone is gathered here today because of a proposed bill which will decide who sits as the head of Miller consortium, but before we start voting, if anyone has anything to say to Miss Miller here, do not hesitate, please."Evelyn's gaze swept across the room, her face a mask of icy composure. She caught the subtle tells of those who would vote her out - the averted eyes, the nervous shuffles, the whispered asides. 'If y'all want to be a pussy, at least have some dignity and do it with pride,' she mused, her internal laughter almost spilling over."I do not su
Three black cars, sleek and gleaming like panthers under the midday sun, pulled up in front of the Miller Consortium Group office building. The Rolls-Royce Phantoms, each worth over half a million dollars lined up in ceremonious precision. The building itself pierced the sky, a monolithic glass spire that stood as the tallest edifice in France after the Eiffel Tower, its mirrored surfaces reflecting the ambition and might of the empire it housed.Evelyn Miller was seated in the middle car, her presence even more commanding than the luxurious vehicle that enclosed her. As her bodyguards, clad in tailored suits that did little to conceal their readiness to protect, stepped out of the vehicles in front and behind her, the air seemed to hum with anticipation. One of them, his movements both swift and respectful, rushed to open the car door for her.She stepped out slowly, as though allowing the world a moment to prepare itself for her. The bodycon Stony black Louis Vuitton dress clung to
The insistent sound of a phone vibrating sliced through the silence of the early morning, tugging Alexander out of his deep slumber. Half-asleep, his hand fumbled on the nightstand in an attempt to find the phone. Claire's name flashed on the screen, an unusual occurrence for such an early hour. Without a second thought, he swiped to answer."Good morning, Alex," came Claire's voice, crisp and far more awake than he felt."Hmm..." was all he could mutter in response, his brain still thick with sleep."Alex, I think we should meet at the office in 30 minutes. There is something you need to see, and it's about the email we sent to the Miller consortium last night."The word 'Miller Consortium' was like a shot of adrenaline to his system. His eyes snapped open, and he bolted upright in bed. "What about it?" he asked. The fog of sleep rapidly cleared from his eyes."I can't discuss the details over the phone. Just get here as quickly as you can," she urged, leaving no room for argument.A
Evelyn's fingers hovered momentarily over the laptop's power button, a sharp breath escaping her as she contemplated the stillness of the night. The digital glow of the clock read just past midnight, adding a haunting luminescence to the room that should have been dark, conducive to sleep. Reluctantly, she pressed the button, the screen flickering to life and casting a pale light across her face. Work was the only antidote for her restlessness—a potion she'd brew for herself on nights like this, when the ghosts of her past refused to stay buried. As she logged into her office email, the mundane list of senders and subjects scrolled past until one name arrested her scrolling finger—a name tied to a history she had meticulously archived in the recesses of her mind. The technology and construction firm, ‘SynTech Construction Innovations,' belong to her ex-husband, Alexander, and it seemed to taunt her from the inbox. A ghost from her past that refused to be exorcised. A wave of emotions,












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