LOGINLillian Harper dropped out of nursing school to become a housewife to Nathaniel Brooks, through a contract marriage arranged by their families During their marriage, Nathaniel brought other women into their home and made it clear that their union was nothing more than a contract agreement. Then one evening, he handed her divorce papers and sent her packing out of the house. But the next morning, he was standing on her mother's porch, begging her to come back. What changed overnight? William Brooks is dead. And his will contain a single clause that neither of them saw coming. If the couple divorced within twelve months after his death, every controlling share of the Brooks Group of Companies transfers to entirely to Lillian Harper. The empire Nathaniel was born to inherit now sits completely in the hands of the woman he divorced. Will Lillian sign the papers and walk away with empire he never thought she deserved? Or..... will she give Nathaniel a second chance, knowing his motives may never be entirely pure? Lillian Harper is done being weak. She will not sign the divorce papers and set him free. She will not take him back and make things easy. She is going to finish her degree, live life to the fullest, and watch Nathaniel Brooks watch every single moment of it while he slowly comes to understand what he has lost. But there is a problem! Vanessa Clarke, Nathaniel's current girlfriend and the woman he humiliated Lilian with for three years, has no intention of watching quietly. She wants Nathaniel, she wants the empire, and she wants Lillian goen by any means necessary. What follows is twelve months of social warfare, failed schemes, family secrets, and a love story that neither of them planned for
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Lillian Carter hurried straight to the foundation. As the taxi came to a halt, her eyes caught two people live streaming, passionately discussing the city’s women.The moment they saw Lillian stepping out in scrubs, the chat exploded into chaos.“Whoa! That's Lillian Harper!! Am I seeing things?”"No way, it’s real! There are only two in all of Los Angeles—the other belongs to some mysterious billionaire, and I hear the one who brought it was a rich stranger!"“She’s, the one divorced by her husband, the one who put Patricia Brooks behind bars.”“Yeah, I saw that… It was trending not long ago. Wasn’t it some big shot? The Elite and their secrets,” another commentator added.“Streamer, get closer! Ask her something!”As Lillian made her way to the foundation office, the chat went into overdrive.The three streamers stared in disbelief, stunned that they were staring directly at Lillian.“What? Rich people dress down? Look at her in those scrubs. Is she even the right person, or just on
Lillian's phone buzzed on her kitchen counter.It was not a text. It was a photo. Then another. Then another. Twelve in a row.Nathaniel's love letters. But Lillian didn't open it, she hurried straight in scrubs to the cab waiting for her.She was headed to Arthur's Vance estate. As they reached the gate in the blistering rain. The driver honked but no response till two burly men walked, the mansion security detail. One of knocks at the window while Lillian's phone kept ringing Arthur Vance but he didn't pick. “This is private property, you need to leave.” One of them said. Fisting angrily at the vehicle.The other pulls out a radio communicating with someone over the phone. Examining the vehicle like a decoy as they circle round. “I'm Lillian Brooks, I'm here to see Arthur Vance.” She yelled her voice cutting throw the noisy droplet and thunderstorm. Lillian steps in the cold rain, like a woman crazy sending them off the Cab.She stood drenched in the rain, insisting they let her
One day left.One day left on the twelve-month clause that said if Lillian divorced in twelve months, she gets controlling shares. One day left before she could file for divorce and keep 50% or not file and keep 50% anyway because she filed the deed at 11:47 p.m. One day left before she had to decide if she wanted to be Mrs. Brooks or just Lillian Harper, nurse, who happens to own half a company and happens to be married to a man who is learning how to live inside a fortress.One day left and three white bottles on her sill that said For Lillian and For Gerald and For the next one.One day left and ten letters, two lockets, three diaries, three plants, one toolbox with empty bottom compartments, one briefcase full of security footage, one adoption papers, one torn page 48, one succulent that survives even if you forget it.One day left and a photo of herself being watched through her own window at 3:08 a.m. by someone who wrote You have one day left. Decide. Or I decide for you. - P.
The tenth letter was from Victoria.Not William. Victoria.Lillian opened it at 3:07 a.m., sitting on her apartment floor, surrounded by soil from three plants that survive even if you forget them, even if someone overturns them, hugging Vanessa, with Nathaniel replanting, with Victoria shouting from the street.Inside, in Victoria's neat, ruthless handwriting:Lillian, You have to decide tonight. Not tomorrow. Tonight. Because tomorrow the clause expires and you have to file or not file divorce and keep 50% or not keep 50% and be Mrs. Brooks or just Lillian Harper, nurse. You have to decide what kind of powerful woman you want to be. Not the kind who takes $50,000 and thanks for service. Not the kind who takes 50% and thanks for service. The kind who decides, not because a clause says so, not because a deed says so, not because a mother forced a father, not because a lawyer added a line, but because she wants to. So decide. Tonight. And whatever you decide, I will file it. For free.












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