My husband threw divorce papers in my face in front of his pregnant mistress and told me to sign quietly before security escorted me out.
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CHAPTER 4 — The Hidden Wife
CHAPTER 4 — The Hidden Wife
Two hours later, I stood inside the top floor of Whitmore Global Tower.
A building Lucas once called “his kingdom.”
Now it was silent.
Employees avoided eye contact as I walked through the hall.
Some recognized me.
Some finally understood.
But none of them spoke.
In the glass conference room, the board of directors stood waiting.
One of them spoke carefully.
“Ma’am… do you want him removed from the premises?”
I paused.
For a moment.
Then I answered:
“No.”
Everyone looked surprised.
I turned toward the window, watching the city lights.
“I want him to watch.”
May you like
A beat of silence.
“Watch what he built… disappear.”
