She made him powerful. He threw her away. Now it's payback time. Emelda Jones left behind her rich family and comfortable life to help the man she loved succeed. Allen Carter had nothing when they met, but Emelda believed in him. She worked hard behind the scenes while he got all the fame and glory. He kept promising they'd build something amazing together. But when Allen finally made it big, he did the worst thing possible—he dumped her for someone else and pretended like Emelda never helped him at all. "Don't you think that I'm totally out of your league now?" he said to her. Those harsh words didn't just break her heart. They woke up something fierce inside her. So Emelda went back to her wealthy family and agreed to marry someone who could give her back the power and status she'd given up. When she ran into Allen again, she wasn't the same woman who used to hide in his shadow. Now she had bodyguards, confidence, and serious money behind her. Allen couldn't believe his eyes. And when he had the nerve to call her a gold digger, Emelda hit him with the truth that would ruin him: "Gold digger? No, I am the gold maker!" Now Emelda has everything she needs—money, connections, and a burning need to get even. She's about to show Allen Carter exactly what happens when you mess with the wrong woman. Without her, he's nothing, and she's going to prove it. Ready to see Emelda get her revenge? Start reading now and watch her take down the man who thought he could use her and throw her away!
View MoreA week had passed since I'd come home, and I was starting to feel almost human again. The familiar routines of the Jones mansion—breakfast at eight, fresh flowers changed daily, the soft tick of the grandfather clock in the hallway—had wrapped around me like a warm blanket. Mrs. Howell had been feeding me her chicken soup and homemade bread every day, and the dark circles under my eyes were finally starting to fade.I was sitting at the dining table in the living room, picking at my scrambled eggs and reading the financial news on my tablet, when Mother walked in carrying a stack of newspapers and magazines. She looked perfectly put together as always in her navy blazer and pearls, but there was something different about her expression. Something that made my stomach tighten."Good morning, darling," she said, settling into the chair across from me. "How are you feeling today?""Better," I said carefully. "The sleep helps. And Mrs. Howell's cooking.""Good. You're looking more like yo
The big iron gates of the Jones mansion swung open as our car got close. My chest tightened as we drove up the long, winding driveway with those huge old oak trees on both sides. God, I'd forgotten how massive the house was—three floors of bright white stone with those tall columns and wings that seemed to go on forever.“Still takes your breath away, doesn't it, Miss Jones?” James said quietly, looking at me in the mirror.I just nodded. I couldn't speak. The last time I saw this place, I was running away as fast as I could. Back then, it felt like a fancy prison full of rules and expectations. Now, coming back with nothing but one suitcase and a shattered heart, it looked like the only safe place left in the world.As we pulled up front, I saw her through the big windows. Margaret Jones stood in the doorway with her silver hair perfect as always, even this early in the morning. She wore a cream suit that probably cost more than most people make in months. Even at seventy-two, she lo
I Ran from the hotel, my heels clicking loudly on the sidewalk as I thought about how embarrassed I felt. Tears kept stinging my eyes, but I wouldn't let them fall. I waved my arms wildly until a taxi finally pulled over. I jumped in and slammed the door shut. “Midtown. Just drive,” I whispered, my voice shaking. The taxi ride home felt like traveling through a dream—or maybe a nightmare I couldn't wake up from. The city lights blurred past the window as we drove through the streets, each turn bringing me closer to the mansion that had been my home for two years. My home with Allen.“Here we are, miss,” the driver said gently, looking at me in the rearview mirror with worried eyes. I must have looked as broken as I felt.I handed him the money with shaky hands and stepped out onto the circular driveway. The mansion sat in front of me, its windows dark except for the automatic security lights that lit up the entrance. It looked different somehow—colder, more unwelcoming. Like a fortre
"We need to talk," Allen said again, his voice cutting through the crowded ballroom with scary clarity.The conversations around us started to die down as people turned to stare. I felt all those curious eyes on me, that sudden quiet that happens when people smell drama coming. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it might burst as Allen stepped closer, Rachel still hanging on his arm like an expensive accessory."Allen, please," I whispered, looking around at all the watching faces. "Not here. Not like this."But he was already moving, pulling Rachel toward the center of the room where the dance floor made a perfect stage. The jazz band seemed to pick up on the tension, their music getting quieter and quieter."Ladies and gentlemen," Allen called out, using the same confident voice from his speech earlier. "Before we keep celebrating, I have one more thing to announce."My blood went ice cold. Around us, people pressed closer, phones coming out as everyone got ready to record what
Emelda's POVThe fancy ballroom at the Ritz-Carlton sparkled like a jewelry box. Crystal lights hung from the ceiling, throwing colorful reflections across tables covered in silk and women wearing expensive dresses. Champagne glasses clinked together as everyone celebrated Carter Enterprises going public, and the air buzzed with excitement about new money and fresh success.I stood in the corner like a ghost, watching Allen control the room from behind the microphone. He looked amazing in his custom tuxedo, every bit the successful boss who had officially become worth forty-seven million dollars tonight. “Five years ago, I had nothing but a dream,” Allen's voice boomed through the speakers, his practiced smile catching the bright lights. “No money, no friends in high places, no head start—just pure determination and the belief that anything was possible in America.”The crowd made approving sounds. I pressed my back against the wall, my simple black dress feeling cheap next to all th
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