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2025-05-14 00:53:28
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The Substitute Bride's Revenge Loyal Few
ARIAThe morning sun streams through the blinds, painting long shadows across my apartment floor.I sit on the couch, phone in hand, scrolling through the endless cancellations and rejections. My calendar once packed with meetings, events, and plans, now stretches before me like a barren wasteland.A sharp knock at the door jolts me. I’m surprised because no one knocks anymore.I open it and am taken aback to find Michael standing there. His usually crisp suit is wrinkled, his tie slightly askew. It's the first time I've ever seen him anything less than perfectly put together."I resigned this morning," he announces, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation."You what?" I stare at him, stunned."I quit. From Harrington." He runs a hand through his hair, looking more frazzled than I've ever seen him. "They wanted me to sign an affidavit saying I saw you sharing confidential information with competitors."My stomach drops. "But you never saw anything like that.""Of course not,
The Substitute Bride's Revenge Investigation
ARIAFelicia's call jolts me awake this morning, cutting through the haze of the two hours of sleep I managed to grab.She's been away on a business trip and so has Dave. It feels too convenient, like someone orchestrated their absence to keep them from helping me.Felicia's tone is brisk but concerned. "I'm sending someone to assist with the investigation. He's one of the best, Aria. Trust him."My doorbell rings barely an hour later. The man standing there isn't what I expected.Samuel Hayes doesn't look like a private investigator from the movies. No rumpled trench coat, no cigarette dangling from his lips, no world-weary scowl. Instead, he's neatly dressed in a crisp button-down shirt and khakis, carrying a leather messenger bag slung over one shoulder.He looks more like a college professor than someone who digs up secrets for a living."Felicia speaks highly of you," he remarks, stepping inside with a firm handshake. His voice is calm, measured. "She mentioned your situation req
The Substitute Bride's Revenge Social Ostracism
ARIAIt’s been days since the scandal. And today at exactly 8:17 AM, I get an email from a familiar contact."Dear Aria, After careful consideration, the committee feels it would be best for everyone if you stepped down from chairing our annual fundraiser. While we value your past contributions, the current circumstances might distract from our charitable mission. We're sure you understand. Warmest regards, The Children's Hospital Foundation."I do understand. Perfectly. I’ve officially become toxic. Radioactive. The foundation doesn’t want me scaring off donors, raising awkward questions, or dragging their reputation down with mine.It’s the third message like this in as many days. Yesterday, the women’s business leadership council I support asked me to take a “temporary hiatus” from my position.The day before that, the alumni association suggested I “pause” my mentoring commitments until “current matters resolve.”I set my phone down. My coffee sits on the table, forgotten during m
The Substitute Bride's Revenge Fabrication & Surgery Rumor
ARIAThe next morning brings another headline, and it’s a gut punch.I stare at my laptop screen, my stomach sinking lower with every word. The Main Street Journal headline screams in bold letters: "Harrington Executive Suspected of Corporate Espionage." My name is right there in the first paragraph.The article lays out emails allegedly sent from my company account to three major competitors, offering confidential information about Harrington’s expansion plans in exchange for future job opportunities.And right beneath the headlines is Harrington Consolidated’s official statement declaring they won’t pursue legal action against me for allegedly committing a criminal act against the company, citing my personal connection to their current CEO, Xavier Harrington. However, if I keep "damaging the company’s reputation," their leniency ends."This can’t be happening," I whisper into the empty silence of my apartment.My phone hasn’t stopped buzzing since the story broke two hours ago. Dave
The Substitute Bride's Revenge Corporate Fallout
ARIAThe first email lands in my inbox at 2:17 PM, barely an hour after my humiliating exit from Harrington Tower.It’s from Westridge Capital Partners, one of our biggest investors. The message is polite, professional, and cold. They’ve “temporarily postponed” our scheduled meeting to discuss expansion funding. No alternative date. No explanation. Just… canceled.By 3:00 PM, three more emails arrives, all singing the same tune. Different corporate jargon, same message: Nobody wants to be caught dead associating with the disgraced Harrington exec.I’m sitting at my dining table, laptop open, watching my career unravel in real-time. My personal phone won’t stop buzzing with news alerts about my so-called “scandal”.Felicia walks in from the kitchen and sets a cup of tea in front of me.“Your corporate email’s been shut off, I’m guessing,” she says.I nod. The speed of it is impressive, really. Chilling, but impressive. In this world, your digital access is your identity. By cutting me
The Substitute Bride's Revenge Accusations (2)
ARIAThe words hang in the air, heavy and suffocating.Around the table, some board members nod slightly, others stay silent.Xavier’s trap is set, and now it’s up to me to figure out how to dismantle it without blowing everything up in the process."This is ridiculous," I declare, struggling to keep my voice steady. "I've given 10 months of my life to this company. My division has increased profitability by thirty-eight percent. The innovation pipeline I built has created three patent-pending technologies. And now you're telling me I'm being suspended because of some fake photos?"Xavier shakes his head, putting on his usual show of fake sympathy. "This isn't about your work, Aria. It's about judgment and trust. Leadership requires both."From the corner of my eye, I catch Vivian shifting in her seat beside Xavier. Her manicured fingers tap the polished mahogany table, drawing attention the way she's been trained to do since childhood."If I may," Vivian interjects in a voice drippin
The Substitute Bride's Revenge Accusations
ARIAThe journey to the service elevator is dead silent. The tension is thick enough to choke on.The security team surrounds me like a human shield, their bodies blocking any chance of a rogue photographer sneaking into the building.The service corridor stretches out ahead of me, dim and endless. Every step feels heavier than the last, dragging me closer to the chaos waiting outside.My heart's pounding so hard it feels like it might crack a rib. I know this fear is tied to everything that's happened—the drugging, the invasion of my privacy, the public humiliation Xavier orchestrated. But knowing doesn't make it easier to breathe."Ready?" Felicia asks quietly as we stop at the service door.I nod, swallowing hard. Words feel too fragile to trust right now.The door swings open, and the shouting starts immediately."Aria! Did you cheat on your husband?""Were you drunk or on drugs?""Is it true you've been suspended?""Any comment on your mental state?""Are you entering rehab?"The
The Substitute Bride's Revenge Media Frenzy
ARIAMy phone starts buzzing at 5:17 AM with text messages, email notifications, news alerts, and voicemails arriving in such rapid succession the device nearly vibrates off my nightstand.The intrusion jolts me from uneasy sleep with my hand fumbling in the darkness to silence the persistent noise.Fifteen missed calls. Twenty-seven text messages. Forty-three emails. Ninety-eight news alerts.Something has happened.The first text comes from Dave: "Call immediately. Media situation developing."The second from Felicia: "Don't check social media. Coming to your apartment. Don't speak to anyone."The third from Michael: "Stay indoors and away from social media.”My stomach drops as I open a news alert from the Business Chronicle: "Harrington Consolidated Executive Aria Harrington in Late-Night Hotel Scandal."The accompanying photo shows me entering The Luxes Suite with a man’s hand possessively placed on my lower back. The timestamp indicates it was taken the night I was drugged.My ex
The Substitute Bride's Revenge Stalked
ARIATwo days have passed since the incident at The Luxes Suite, and I still can't shake the dizziness. It hits in waves, leaving me gripping furniture just to stay upright.My memories are a mess: fragments scattered here and there, but the blanks bother me more than what I do remember.What happened during those missing hours? And what could've happened if someone hadn't stepped in?I drive carefully to a medical center on the other side of town, deliberately picking a place far removed from the Harrington family's massive healthcare empire. Westside Medical Associates is exactly what I need: unremarkable.Here, I'm not Aria Taylor-Harrington, corporate rising star and estranged wife of Xavier Harrington. I'm just another patient waiting to be seen."Aria Taylor?" A nurse calls my name, using only my maiden name I requested when I made the appointment.Dr. Sarah Winters' office is calm and inviting, with soft blue walls and certificates that don't scream "Look at me!" Her desk is sm
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