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Serena "Happy birthday, son."I watched as the man kissed the little boy's cheek, handing him the gift box wrapped in bright blue paper, making my heart ache in pain.The little boy tears it open and his face lights up like the sun. A PS5. Of course it is."Thanks, Daddy!" Kelvin throws his small arms around his neck."Thank you so much, honey. Kelvin really loves it." A beautiful woman said with a bright smile as she kissed the man on the lips, right there in my living room, and I felt something inside me die all over again.That man is Marcus, my husband. My lawfully wedded husband of five years. And that woman wrapped around him is Sarah Chen, the girl who used to braid my hair during sleepovers, who knew all my secrets, who I trusted with my life.And that little boy, the one laughing and tearing into more presents? Is their three-year-old son.The sight of them burned my heart, crashing it into pieces beyond repairs.I grip the wine bottle in my hand so hard I'm surprised it doe

Serena The hallway goes silent.He stares at me like I just cursed him. “What did you just say?”“I want a divorce, Marcus.” The tears come freely now, but my voice stays steady. “I can’t do this anymore. I can’t keep living like this.”His face twists in rage. “You ungrateful woman. Do you have any idea what I’ve done for you?”“What have you done?” I almost laughed. “You’ve given me nothing but pain. You betrayed me. You made me a stranger in my own home. You had a child with my best friend and let your family humiliate me every single day.”“I gave you a home! A name! The Wellington name is everything!”“And it cost me everything,” I cry. “My father. My pride. My heart. You took it all, Marcus. And I let you. But not anymore.”“Keep your voice down!” he hisses, glancing back toward the party.“I don’t care,” I say, louder now. “Let them all hear. Let them see what kind of man you really are.”“You’re not thinking straight. You’re tired. Dramatic.”“No,” I whisper. “For the first t

Serena One week later.The funeral was over. My father was buried beside my mother.I stood at his grave long after everyone left."I promise you, Daddy," I whispered. "I will make them pay. I will take back everything. I will be strong. Just like you said."The wind blew softly, and I felt it.His presence. His strength.I wiped my tears and walked away.It is time. Time to become Serena Lawrence. Not Serena Wellington. Not anymore.I am the daughter of Richard Lawrence, one of the richest and most powerful men in the country.And now, I am the president of Lawrence Global Enterprises.My father's empire.My empire now.*******One week after my father’s burial, I stood in front of the mirror, staring at the woman I had become. My eyes were still swollen from tears, but behind them burned something darker… something stronger.I wasn’t the same Serena who begged for love, who got thrown into the rain like trash or the Serena who lost her unborn child.That Serena died the night Marcu

Marcus It has been more than a week since Serena signed the divorce papers and left. Not a call. Not a message. Nothing from her, making me wondering what was going on. Serena always came back. She always begged. She always apologized. So why not this time? I sit behind my desk, staring at nothing, my fingers tapping slowly on the table. I don’t know why this is bothering me. It’s not like I regret letting her go. No. I don’t regret it at all. I’m just… surprised. You know, Serena has always been weak, quiet and dependent. She never dared to challenge me. Never dared to leave. So how did she suddenly find the courage to walk away? It doesn’t make sense. I scoff softly. She’ll come back. Yeah, she always does. I mean, I took care of her when she had nothing. When she claimed her father disowned her. I never believed that story anyway. I mean, what kind of father would disown his daughter? And what kind of father wouldn’t be proud to have a Wellington as a son-in-law? The

SerenaI sat on the leather couch with a glass of wine in my hand, my eyes fixed on the large screen in front of me.The CCTV cameras showed the entrance of the hall. One by one, the guests arrived. Expensive suits. Shining dresses. Fake smiles. Big names.This was Lawrence Global’s annual gala.But this time, it was different because this time, it's mine.I took a slow sip of my wine and breathed in deeply. My heart was calm, but inside me, fire burned. Tonight, the world would see the new Serena. Not the woman they pushed around. Not the woman they broke.I watched as the doors opened, and more powerful men walked in. CEOs. Investors. Men who once ignored me when I stood behind Marcus like a shadow.Now they were here because of me.What an irony of life.“Welcome,” I whispered softly to the screen. “Step into my world.”I stood up and straightened my black, simple and elegant dress. No need to shout wealth when power already speaks for you.As I walked toward the private lounge r