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The Jilted Wife's Ruthless Wall Street Return

The Jilted Wife's Ruthless Wall Street Return

Author: Xia Yingxi
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Chapter 1

Word Count: 1128    |    Released on: 20/04/2026

r, her fingers tightening around the handle of the insulated thermos. The metal dug into her skin, but she barely felt it. Her heart was beat

ir conditioning seeping through the fabric. She walked down the quiet c

o the blind spot along the wall. Adriene pressed herself closer to the edge, slipping past their line of sight. She wa

the brass handle. She was just about to push it open when a sliver of h

, lingering tone he used when he kissed her forehead every morning. It w

ress rele

ene held her breath. Why was Pax here in the mi

rying Elaina's name in this mess cost us a fortune. The media

harp, physical ache bloomed just below h

care what it costs. As long as Elaina's reputati

ce water poured directly over Adr

Pax asked. "How do you e

," Dallin said, his voice dripping with c

hermos snapped sharply against her palm, the sud

r shook the glass, drowning out the sharp int

continued, his tone clinical. "She keeps the cameras busy

chuckled. "The whole city thinks y

d to her face, and she bit down on he

pure disgust. "Every time I have to touch Adriene, it makes me physically sic

Her legs turned to water, and she stumbled backward. Her

the conversation

x asked. Heavy footstep

kicked in. She spun around, her eyes darting frantically, and thr

hallway, his eyes scanning the empty space. A cold draft

spilled over her eyelashes, hot and fast, tracking down her cheeks. Her shoulder

inside and the

underwater. She looked down at the thermos in her trembling hands. The soup she had spent three ho

lked straight to the large metal trash can by the elevat

thud. Three years of her life, three ye

he screen lit up with a message Dallin

r lips. Her thumb hovered over th

had been shaky moments ago, grew steady. The soft, loving wa

n in the glass doors. Her mascara was smeared. She raised the back of h

ng rain. The freezing drops hit her face, soaking her hair instantly.

ge umbrella. "Mrs. Morales! Do you w

aid, her voice

at, she thought back to the avalanche in Aspen. She remembered digging Dallin o

urb. She opened the door and sl

told the driver. Her v

attan blurred in the rain. Adriene curled her hands into tight fists, her na

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