The Billionaire's Fake Wife, My Revenge

nd, tech billionaire Gilbert Davis. He was finally CEO of his fam

him, but from the breaking news alerts: Gilbert was engaged to

rific than the last. Hayden was my half-sister. Our three-year marriage was a forged document, a cruel pla

pital under the pretense of care, only to reveal his true pla

d, I recorded a conversation that turned my grief into rage. They ha

ld discard. They were about to find

pte

the plane, a cool breeze

was

ous architecture fellowship, she had returned t

custom-designed ring, a perfect match to the simple band o

everyone' s lips. The man who had recently been name

husb

no one kne

is request. He said his position was unstable, that a public relationship

loved him enough to

ope to give him the space he needed. She poured all her love and support into him, belie

He was the CEO. T

m where she' d just started her new job. A colleague,

ieve the news! The bigge

on the surprise she had planne

t Davis! The G

. She thought, for a wild seco

r named Hayden Torres! He' s completely smitten. They say she' s

eft Alexi

ld went

read spreading from her

name. An up-and-coming infl

alled her. His voice was warm, ful

ing you home soon. Just waitin

d pro

r a future. A publ

ything about him, his favorite foods, his allergies, the way he liked his coffee. She knew the night

iven up every

was with s

to get the scoop on this. It must be the headline of the

fter her, her min

Davis filled the space. His handsome face, the one she had kissed goo

new CEO of Davis Corp..." he

woman. He was looking down at her with an expression of pur

, was smiling, her face

used to be so cold and distant. Now he' s like a different person. A source told me he was insanely je

year

apartment, soaking wet from

d kissed her fo

ife together had

hard she had to grip the edge

t her. It was

sudden burst of love. He had come to her

ooked shockin

kay? You look pale,

the words out. "No... I' m fin

threatened to e

t kno

ter than anyone.

ting at her. "Smith, you' re on this. I want a ful

ment was a

asped. "Wait, pull up a clea

to a high-resolut

ered. "Doesn' t she l

the room t

e screen, on the woman who had

ck to that rainy ni

artbroken. He had stared at her, his eyes unfo

he had whispered,

a long-held crus

rtment. It was her first kiss, and it was mess

smirk on his fac

face burning. "Mr. Davis,

, deeper this time. She had melted. The cold, untoucha

e. She thought it was the

switched on the bedside lamp,

name, his voice t

ayd

d misheard. Or that he was jus

down on her with the

her. He had been looking a

she had cherished, the entire thr

replacement for

a hand over her mouth and ran from the c

her body convulsing with the

n her pocket. A me

my love. I have a

ue had pulled up on her phone before she

of esteemed politicia

son T

logical

doned her and her mo

ther daughter w

es was her

apsed onto the cold tile floor,