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Two years ago, Purple Hearts—the sole heiress to Hearts of Jewels, one of the world’s most lucrative luxury conglomerates—walked down the aisle to marry Alex Hawthorne, a man whose reputation preceded him like a storm cloud. Cold-hearted, reckless, and a notorious playboy spoiled by generational wealth, he was everything her family warned her against. But Purple saw none of it.It had started at the annual St. Clair Elite Banquet, where she’d spotted him across a sea of tailored suits and diamond gowns. In that single glance, she’d convinced herself he was her one true love—the missing piece she’d spent her whole life searching for. So when word spread that Alex was holding auditions to find a wife (a stunt his grandfather had forced to secure the family fortune), Purple made a choice that would change everything. She cut ties with her identity, erased every trace of her wealth, and presented herself as a penniless, uneducated woman with nothing to her name but a dream of loving him.

Echo returned to Altheya to visit his parents, pulling up to their penthouse—an estate worth billions, guarded by imposing gates and lined with luxury vehicles. Inside, pale gold floors gleamed beneath massive crystal chandeliers, and maids bowed in perfect unison.“Welcome home, Mr. Reid,” they chorused.He straightened his custom-tailored suit and drew a deep breath. In the grand living room, his parents waited on a sofa crafted from rare leather.“Oh, son—you look absolutely dreadful,” Ellie Reid said, her brow furrowed with concern.“Now that you’re here, we need to discuss your wedding arrangements with the Hearts family,” his father stated firmly.His mother’s face lit up with a warm smile. “So? How was your time with her?”“She’s worse than I imagined,” Echo’s voice cracked. “I won’t marry that woman.”“Why? What happened?”“I spent years pretending to be poor—just to test her character—but all she cared about was money. She was cruel, looked down on anyone she thought had less

“So why did you call me here?” Purple demanded, arms crossed tightly over her chest. She stood rigid and tall—every inch the untouchable woman she’d become.“Have you no shame?” Mrs. Hawthorne snapped. “You are the one who filed for divorce from my son—ungrateful brat!”“The divorce will benefit us both,” Purple shot back, jabbing a finger at herself before settling into a chair with deliberate elegance. “Your son can marry his precious ‘heiress,’ and I’ll finally be free of all of you.”“Where did you get this sudden confidence?” Amber sneered, leaning forward with narrowed eyes.“You’re nothing without us,” Alex cut in, his voice dripping with arrogance. “Get on your knees and beg, and I might consider forgiving you for this stunt.”Purple fixed them all with a death glare so cold it made them flinch—it was the first time they’d ever seen her fight back. The quiet, obedient wife they’d taken for granted was gone, replaced by someone bold, fierce, and utterly untouchable.She rose