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A hesitation, then the man said, "Bronson, you're not going to like this. She's in Eldoria. Visiting her grandfather." "I knew that already," I snapped. "Tell me something I don't know." The man sighed. "There is breaking news this morning. It's all over Eldoria. Edmund Hale held a private ceremony. Your ex-wife… she is no longer Zephyrine Wilder." My fist tightened on the phone. "What do you mean?" "She's been legally registered as Zephyrine Hale. She's been made his heir." I couldn't catch my breath for a moment. Zephyrine Hale.

I let him drive since he would be returning with the car once he dropped me at the airport. As the car moved, I pulled out my phone, scrolling through the news. And there it was—the headline that brought an unexpected smile to my face: "Billionaire Heiress Finally Reveals Hidden Child With Ex-Husband Lance Wells." And beneath it was a family picture. My family pictures. It felt great. I rolled down the window and looked outside, letting the cool breeze hit my face. Happiness isn’t something you wait for—it’s something you choose, something you fight for. And I am grateful that I did.

I barely even breathed as he took my hand—my fingers instantly stiffening at his touch—and pressed a small folded note into my palm. My stomach churned. Something was wrong. I hesitated, my fingers trembling as I slowly unfolded the paper. And the moment my eyes landed on the words scrawled across it, my breath hitched. **"Say yes, Olivia. Or everyone in this room will find out exactly who you are. Olivia Richards. The secret daughter of a billionaire."** The words blurred as panic set in. My blood turned to ice. I felt like the walls were closing in on me, like I couldn’t breathe.

Edward asked again. "You divorced me, just as I was about to tell you that I was pregnant. The entire mass media was reporting on your and Adele's marriage. You are an Edward, a businessman from the dark world who will do anything just to get your way. I'm just a secret wife who is about to part with you. I'm afraid you won't accept this child because it could be fatal to your career. And even worse, I'm afraid you'll get rid of it," Felicia explained. "Do you really think that?"

The world had a cruel sense of humor. In one day, the power tables turned. A billion dollar empire got acquired overnight and that too by the owner's ex. Jacintha was no longer the woman Reid could silence, dismiss or scold. She is now his greatest rival. His ex-wife that miraculously rose from the dead is back, and she would not let him rest. She haunted his dreams when he presumed her dead now that he knows she's alive, she is now his living nightmare.

Gasps of surprise spread across the table, their gossip radars turning on. "The heir's wife?, then what about now? " A blonde haired woman with fiery red dress asked slowly, flinching at the cold glare Ava threw at her. "Well, from how there's no wedding band on her finger, she must have gotten a divorce, isn't that right there?" Kathleen drawled, her voice sympathetic. "That is correct, I divorced Ethan" Ava smiled back at Kathleen, though her hands in her lap were clenched tightly to stop her from trembling. "Haa, it must have been hard for you, you don't have to tell us about it if you're uncomfortable, at least you found your 'real' family" She turned towards the other women who were wat

' 'Socialite Aurora Vale Dragged for Causing Husband to Cheat' ‘The fall from grace’ ‘Vale heiress goes into hiding after divorce. ‘The fall of the great.’ I held my breath as I clicked on the first article. > ‘Damien Sinclair's Divorce: The Truth Finally Surfaces’ > After months of silence, new details have emerged about the shocking divorce between billionaire heir Damien Sinclair and his ex-wife, Aurora Vale.

Vivian relaxed considerably at that. After all, she and Ethan were in a secret marriage, keeping it hidden meant keeping it completely out of the public eye. If she and Rebecca happened to be living in the same building, running into each other was almost inevitable. On top of that, top-tier celebrities lived here, which meant the paparazzi kept a permanent watch on the building's entrances and exits. The last thing she needed was to be photographed slipping in and out of Ethan Hartwell's private residence.