All Chapters of Once An Overlooked Housewife, Now A Queen Of Fortune: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

It's the most wonderful time of the year, they say. Maybe it was, maybe it wasn’t. But for Wren and Grace, it probably was. The duo decided to roll a die to determine where they would spend Christmas Eve. The universe must have had the kids at St Mary’s Home for Kids in mind on that day, because the dice landed on visiting an orphanage.“Mhm, not a bad idea,” Wren had said. “At least we'll be spending a day away from adults who carry around a lot of emotional, psychological baggage and whatnot.”Grace herself was thrilled by the idea, despite not being such a fan of kids. The freshness was duly received. Per Wren’s suggestion they also had Julainne accompany them, and the latter was excited to tag along.Beforehand, they went shopping for all sorts of gifts, candies, and supplies for building gingerbread houses, eventually stocking up the backseat of Grace’s car with so many gifts that Julainne barely had any space to sit.Charlotte, however, was somewhere in a luxury resort, preparin

The fury that had carried Charlotte from the hotel room, which fueled the screeching tires of her drive across town, did not dissipate.There was a heavy disgust that sat in the pit of her stomach. How humiliating to have even had anything to do with him.Charlotte had always known that Felix Morell was a social climber with the soul of a mercenary. He was ambition wrapped in a good suit. He saw people as ledger entries.She should have listened to her mother when she warned her about developing soft spots for Felix.Charlotte couldn't imagine that she had been prepared to torch Wren….for him? For a man who would crawl back into bed with his mistress. She felt cheap and common. It was the greatest insult Felix had ever given him.‘He was cheating on me the whole time. Can you even imagine that scum?” Charlotte reported to Anthonia.“I told you that man has no honor whatsoever. It is his blood. Filth runs in that family and that’s why he could never be a true son-in-law of mine...but t

The door to Wren’s office burst open without the courtesy of a knock.Charlotte stood in the frame with one hand planted on her hip.“Why am I just hearing that the Santos shipment deal was canceled? Hours before launch? Would you care to explain why my division is fielding panicked calls from Colombian partners?”Wren, seated behind her desk, didn’t look up from the report she was reviewing.She finished annotating a margin with a slow stroke of her pen. Then, and only then, did she raise her face to look at Charlotte. Then she placed the pen down on the blotter, stood up from her seat, and stopped in front of Charlotte,“Well?” Charlotte pressed, tilting her head slightly.Wren responded to Charlotte with a heavy slap on the face.Charlotte stumbled back and had to hold the door for stability. Even Julainne, from her seat, heard the noise and watched the drama unfold.“How dare you!” she shrieked, holding a palm to her reddened cheek.She tried to return the slap, but Wren grabbed h

Paralysis. Stillness.What held Wren in the center of her office was beyond what she could handle. She couldn't move; all she could do was gasp for breath. She could still feel Linda's grip on her hand before the slip.One after the other, Wren forced her feet to move close to the window. Her legs shook.This was not real. This was not real. She kept telling herself that it all had to be a hallucination. Blinking several times did not make anything disappear.Wren slowly looked out of the window with her eyes squeezed shut, the winter air slapping her feverish skin. She prayed for a different reality upon opening her eyes.Then, slowly, she looked down.Linda was down below. Her unmoving limbs were crazily contorted as her blood continued to spread underneath her like a virus.Wren’s stomach lurched. She jerked back inside and stumbled away from the window with a hand over her mouth. A wrenching heave convulsed through her. She had seen death in films, but never once so real and visib

FLASHBACK TO NEW YEAR'S EVEWren clenched her fists as Charlotte laid out the terms of the agreement that night. Her eyes, against her will, went back to Linda’s body on the floor.Was it just her eyes, or for some reason, it looked like the position of the body was different from how it was a few seconds ago when she wasn't looking? But then Wren concluded it was her mind playing tricks on her.After leaving the company premises that night, Wren was sickened to her bones. She sat in her car and cried for several minutes. How could this be happening to her? She was literally just having fun in a club minutes ago. Grace and William must still be expecting her, wondering why she had not returned.How would she even begin to explain what happened? The trio even had activities planned for tomorrow. All of that was gone now. That vivid memory of Linda's corpse continued to haunt her.A body? An actual dead body? Murder? A forced re-marriage to Felix?No. She wasn't going to let herself be