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It was a harsh fact that I took the company on a new zenith on my own hard work and capabilities but the world will only gave it a conclusion that I am a Black and the success is in the genes . "Remember son you're born to live an extraordinary life which people only can imagine and you're foolishly adamant to kick this empire like a trash.No son.I know I am sounding a materialistic emotionless witch but thats the truth Asher.All you have to produce a baby.Its not necessary to be tied up with the mother of your baby.Just marry a down trodden girl whom we can easily throw away once your baby will be born.What will she want from us.A handsome amount in alimony that's it.Morever we never back o

Kyla nodded. “Oh! Why did you just say that?” Amer replied. “I’m sorry. Naneth is personal. She doesn’t want to involve her relatives in anything.” “Haist! Poor Naneth.” “Why sir Amer?!” Dominic asked in astonishment. “Nothing, because Naneth is a very kind child,” Amer replied. “You said she is a very independent woman. She can now be called “The Secret of the Fierce Ex-Wife.” Kyla answered emphatically. “Why did you say that, Kyla?” Gio asked.

I never imagined seeing her alive. Now she's back, with so much elegance and a powerful influence. She's the most talked about. She's always on the news, going to different interviews. She had become so famous, it was almost impossible to get close to her. I'm sure she wants to take Reggie away the second time, but I won't allow it. Reggie is mine. 'Once I get my hands on my husband's money, I promise to make life a living hell for you, Miss Bella Aldama.' I said to myself.

I already knew nothing good would come out of this woman's mouth. “You haven't seen the news?” She raised an eyebrow. “His mistress is trending.” I felt my stomach tighten. “She is pregnant.” Sienna smiled wider. “I guess Victor has no choice now,” she leaned closer… “He'll have to marry her if he wants to protect his image.” She winked.

"So go ahead. Why have you been desperately searching for me?" "I need your help." I set the glass down without drinking. "I'm Mrs. Seraphine Dominic Ford. Dominic Ford, the richest billionaire in the country, is my husband. I haven't been able to reach him. I don't know why. He was interviewed and he acted like I'm not his wife. Something is happening. Maybe he can't publicly acknowledge me for a reason," I continued, hearing the desperation bleed into my voice. "But I know how much he loves me. I just need to meet with him."

She had grown even prettier since the last time he saw her. Not just that, she radiated elegance and power. Her father was proud but still had no idea about his wife’s terrible character. “It’s not her fault. I fell off the stairs and broke my legs. It was a bad fall, and I did not have money for physio. I’ve been bound to a wheelchair since then.” He was too ashamed to mention that he had made his wife a signatory to his account, and that was how he lost all the money he worked so hard for.

The screen flickered to life, and the news channel’s breaking headlines splashed across the screen: “BILLIONAIRE VICTOR ON THE BRINK OF DEATH AS HE'S BEATEN BY WELL-KNOWN CEO, DAMIAN. EX-WIFE RACHAEL TRIES TO INTERVENE. WHAT COULD BE HAPPENING? STAY TUNED FOR MORE DETAILS ON THE BILLIONAIRE'S SHOCKING DOWNFALL”. “Fuck!” Victor muttered under his breath.

She places a heavy, exhausted hand on my chest. “Aren’t you tired?” she whispers. Her bedroom voice sends a jolt straight to my groin. I’m hard again. My body refuses to back down, and looking at her, I remember exactly why my ex-wife packed her bags. No woman ever wants a second round with me. Except maybe Mrs. Monroe, the wealthy widow who knows exactly how to handle a man like me. For one reckless second, I think Mrs. Stockholm might be different too. I push my finger deeper.

She had already mauled his reputation and stripped him of his rank—why did she continue to hunt him from the dark? "Ah," the man continued, leaning back against the cold bars. "Your ex-wife is a formidable player. She made a wager with me. She told me that when she was a stray begging on the sky-bridge, she never once touched food from the dirt, nor would she scavenge for dropped coins. She endured the famine of the soul for two days and nights before a kind spirit brought her a bowl of hot rice. She bet that you—a 'High Alpha'—couldn't last even forty-eight hours."

I wanted to believe him. But then, last night, the truth went viral with a video of Desmond kissing her like she was the center of his universe. The caption read, Billionaire Desmond Stone and his beautiful fiancée. The world didn’t know he already had a wife. And his beloved Kavier had no idea she was engaged to a married man. My mother’s warning rang in my head, “Never trust a man whose last name is Stone, men like Desmond Stone don’t look at women like they’d give them the moon. They look at women like they already owned them”.