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Marrying My Ex's Ruthless Uncle

I'm Kailee Lynn. On the night of my engagement party, my fiancé Julian left me standing alone in front of every wealthy guest in the city, humiliating me without a single shred of mercy. I became the biggest laughingstock of high society overnight, written off as a nobody from a small town with no status, no backing, and no right to stand among them. Everyone looked down on me, convinced I was weak and easy to push around. But I've never been one to swallow insults or accept defeat. Instead of fleeing in shame, I turned and walked straight toward the darkest, most intimidating figure in the entire banquet hall-Ervin Hendricks, the reclusive and ruthless fifth heir of the powerful Hendricks family. Rumors followed him everywhere: they said he was confined to a wheelchair, cold-blooded, dangerously unhinged, and cruel enough to ruin anyone who crossed him. The entire room held its breath, certain I was walking straight to my doom. I lifted my chin, met his sharp gaze steadily, and spoke in a calm, unshakable tone: "Ervin Hendricks. Marry me. I'll clear every obstacle in your path and help you seize everything that belongs to you. In return, you'll stand by my side and shield me from this world's cruelty." In the blink of an eye, I went from Julian's discarded fiancée to his aunt by marriage, the official Mrs. Hendricks. The whole town waited eagerly to watch me break down, to see me suffer at Ervin's hands and beg for mercy. They had no clue I was hiding far more than they could ever imagine. I'm the elite medical genius that top hospitals beg to consult, the unbeatable hacker who can crack any system in minutes, the hidden tycoon pulling strings behind global empires, and the secret powerhouse even the most elite families dare not cross. One by one, my true identities were unveiled, and every person who once mocked me fell silent, bowing to my power. As for Julian? He watched me rise from a social outcast to the most feared and respected woman in the city, standing proudly beside the all-powerful Ervin Hendricks. Meanwhile, his own fortune crumbled, his reputation was in tatters, and the life he'd chased after leaving me turned into a complete disaster. He was consumed by regret, so desperate he lost his mind. He chased me down at every high-society event, his eyes red with guilt and desperation, pleading for forgiveness, groveling to take back every cruel word, begging me to give him a second chance. He whined about how he'd made the worst mistake of his life, how he'd thrown away the only person who could have made him truly successful. I felt nothing but cold contempt for him. You cast me aside like worthless trash when you thought I had nothing to offer. You chose arrogance and greed over loyalty, and now you think a few empty apologies can erase that? I didn't even spare him a glance, simply linking my arm through Ervin's and stepping past him without a second thought. And then, the man everyone believed would never walk again suddenly rose from his wheelchair, pulled me tight against his chest, and whispered in a deep, soft, and utterly possessive voice that only I could hear: "Kailee. You're my little treasure, my only obsession, and the only person I'll ever love and protect with everything I have." This life, I'm taking down every enemy that wronged me, dominating every circle I step into, and making the most powerful man in the city wrap himself entirely around my finger.
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Chapter 4

Julian woke up to a headache, he was tangled in silk sheets that smelled of stale perfume and sweat.

"Ugh," he groaned, rolling over.

Annabelle was tracing circles on his chest with a manicured fingernail. "I bet she's crying her eyes out right now," she giggled. "Poor, sad Kailee."

Julian smirked, eyes still closed. "She's probably giving a speech to the empty chairs. Pathetic."

His phone on the nightstand buzzed, it didn't stop.

Julian reached out blindly, "Dammit!"

He grabbed the phone, ten missed calls from Mike.

He swiped to answer. "What the hell, Mike? I'm busy."

"Where are you?!" Mike was screaming, the background noise was chaos. "Check Twitter! Now!"

"Why? Did Kailee kill herself?" Julian laughed.

"She married Ervin! Your uncle Ervin!"

Julian's brain stopped working. The words didn't make sense.

"You're drunk," Julian said. "Ervin hates everyone, he doesn't date."

"Check the hashtag, you idiot!"

Julian dropped the phone on his face. He swore, sitting up, ignoring the throbbing in his head, he opened Twitter.

Trending 1: LynnHendricksShock

He tapped it.

The photo loaded.

Ervin Hendricks, looking like a dark god in a tuxedo, his hand possessively on Kailee's waist. Kailee looked... powerful. Not sad. Not broken.

Julian felt the blood drain from his face, his stomach turned over.

"No," he whispered. "That's my merger, that's my controlling interest."

If Ervin married, the succession line changed. Julian would be pushed down, he would be irrelevant.

Annabelle leaned over his shoulder, she gasped, "Is that... Ervin? With Kailee?" Her voice went shrill. "Why would he want her? She's so old!"

Julian shoved Annabelle away, she hit the headboard with a thud.

"Get dressed!" Julian yelled. He jumped out of bed, tripping over his own pants. "It's a scam! She's tricking him!"

"Julian, wait!" Annabelle cried.

"Shut up!" Julian was buttoning his shirt wrong, he missed a hole, but he didn't care. "I have to stop this. If he signs those papers, I'm out. The board will push me out completely!"

He grabbed his jacket, didn't tie his shoes.

He turned to Annabelle. "Stay here. Don't make this worse."

He ran out of the suite, slammed the button for the elevator. He punched the wall while he waited, pain shot up his knuckles, sharp and grounding.

The doors opened.

His phone buzzed again, a text from a board member: We are reviewing your position, don't come to the office tomorrow.

Julian slammed his fist into the metal wall of the elevator.

The doors opened on the ballroom floor, the music drifted in-classical, elegant.

Julian took a breath, ran toward the double doors.