The Divorced Psychic's Spectacular Comeback

For two years, Elena played the role of the perfect, submissive wife to her wealthy husband, Andrew Macdonald, quietly swallowing the daily insults of his elite circle to appease his family. But using her hidden divination skills, she tracked his GPS to a dirty nightclub terrace and caught him tightly holding a fragile, crying woman, calling Elena a disposable "Appalachian hillbilly." "The lawyers are drafting the divorce papers. Next week, she'll be out of New York for good." Hearing Andrew promise this gently to his cheating partner, Elena stepped into the dim light, only to be met with nasty mockery from his arrogant friends, while the mistress shrank back and pretended to be an innocent victim. Andrew glared at Elena with deep annoyance, aggressively demanding she stop embarrassing him in public and go back to the countryside, fully expecting her to break down, cry, and beg him to save their marriage. Two years of cooking his meals, ironing his shirts, and enduring his family's cruel abuse were nothing but a sick joke to him, completely blind to the terrifying, ancient power she actually wielded. Instead of shedding a single tear, Elena mercilessly exposed their darkest medical and financial secrets, signed the divorce papers without taking a single dime, and stepped into her new life as the untouchable master she truly was.

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Elena and Sloane walked into the main VIP lobby.

A group of men blocked their path.

Jett, Andrew's best friend, stood in the center. He held a half-empty glass of whiskey. His face was flushed with alcohol.

"Well, well," Jett slurred, a nasty grin on his face. "Is the country mouse throwing another tantrum?"

The other rich kids in the group laughed. They looked at Elena's beige coat with obvious disgust.

Andrew and Kaitlynn rushed into the lobby from the hallway. Andrew didn't tell his friends to stop. He just stood there, crossing his arms.

Kaitlynn peeked out from behind Jett's shoulder.

"Guys, please don't be mean to Elena," Kaitlynn said softly. "She's just upset."

Sloane's face turned red with anger. She stepped forward to scream at them.

Elena raised her hand and placed it flat against Sloane's chest, stopping her. Elena gave her a single, calm look. Sloane stepped back.

Elena turned her attention to Kaitlynn.

"Did you enjoy your art therapy in Europe, Kaitlynn?" Elena asked. Her voice was loud enough for the entire lobby to hear.

The laughter died down.

Kaitlynn's smile stiffened. "Yes. The scenery was very healing for my soul."

Elena took a slow step forward.

"The scenery around Lake Geneva is beautiful," Elena said. "Especially near that private medical clinic hidden in the mountains."

Kaitlynn stopped breathing. Her pupils dilated. Her fingers lost their grip, and her expensive clutch slipped, hitting the marble floor with a loud smack.

Andrew frowned. He looked at Elena. "What the hell are you talking about? Shut up."

Elena ignored him. She kept her eyes locked on Kaitlynn.

"Dr. Hoffman is a true professional, isn't he?" Elena asked.

Kaitlynn's face turned completely white. She started shaking.

"You're crazy!" Kaitlynn screamed. "She's making things up! She's lying!"

Jett stepped in front of Kaitlynn, pointing his finger inches from Elena's face.

"You jealous bitch," Jett spat. "You can't stand that Kaitlynn is pure and Andrew actually loves her."

Elena didn't blink. She looked at Jett's pointing finger, then back to Kaitlynn.

"If she's so pure," Elena said, her voice dropping to a deadly calm, "why did she need a surgical procedure to remove a six-week-old embryo?"

Dead silence.

The music from the club seemed to fade away. Everyone in the lobby stared at Kaitlynn.

Andrew looked like he had been struck by lightning. His mouth opened slightly. He slowly turned his head to look at Kaitlynn.

"Kaitlynn?" Andrew whispered.

Kaitlynn grabbed Andrew's arm. Tears poured down her face. "She's lying! Andrew, she's trying to ruin me!"

Elena crossed her arms over her chest.

"The spirits show me a very clear picture of a white building near Lake Geneva," Elena said smoothly, her eyes unblinking. "I see a heavy door with the number four on it. And a bank statement, fluttering in the wind, with the final numbers 8802."

Kaitlynn's knees gave out. She collapsed onto the floor, sobbing uncontrollably. The details were classified. No one could possibly know them.

Andrew stared at the woman crying on the floor. His chest heaved. For the first time in two years, doubt crept into his eyes.

Jett's face turned purple with rage.

"You hired a hacker!" Jett yelled. "You stole her medical records! That's a federal crime!"

Elena slowly turned her gaze to Jett.

"Just like the massive mess you are currently hiding from your father?" Elena asked, her voice dropping to a chilling whisper. "You better clean up your own backyard, Jett. Those Vegas debts won't stay buried forever."

Jett choked. The sound died in his throat. His face drained of all color, terrified by her vague but terrifyingly accurate warning. He looked like he was going to vomit. The people standing next to him shifted uncomfortably.

Elena brushed a piece of imaginary lint off her sleeve. She looked at the group of stunned, terrified people.

She looked at Andrew one last time.

"You treat a liar carrying another man's mistake like a treasure," Elena said. "You're pathetic."

Elena grabbed Sloane's hand. They walked through the crowd. No one dared to stop them.

As they pushed open the front doors of the club, Elena heard Kaitlynn's hysterical sobbing and Andrew's frustrated shout echoing in the lobby.

She didn't look back.

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7.0

Bound To My Ex: The Billionaire's Trap

7.0

Eight years ago, Alaina forced herself to say the most vicious, heartless things to break up with her fiercely loyal college boyfriend, protecting him from his billionaire family's wrath. Now, she is a top maxillofacial surgeon, and Jarred Mcknight has returned as the ruthless CEO of Wall Street's most powerful corporation. Their worlds collide in the ER, but Jarred isn't alone. He is accompanying his rumored heiress fiancée. His eyes are pure ice. He treats Alaina with a suffocating, clinical detachment, fiercely protecting the heiress from Alaina's medical examination. The professional slap in the face shatters Alaina's heart all over again. Later, at an exclusive restaurant, Jarred catches Alaina on a miserable, forced blind date. Still believing she left him for money and status, he publicly mocks her for working herself to the bone just to climb the ladder. Her sleazy date, humiliated by the billionaire's sheer dominance, turns his bruised ego on Alaina. On the dark street outside, the lawyer aggressively grabs her arm, trying to force himself on her. Alaina thought Jarred despised her. She thought he had completely moved on, leaving her to drown in the memories of the future they never had. But why did Jarred suddenly explode from the shadows like a lethal predator, brutally snapping the lawyer's wrist just for touching her? Pinning her trapped against the cold brick wall, Jarred's dark eyes burn with a terrifying, unhinged possessiveness. "Is this the kind of garbage you date now?" The eight years of separation mean nothing. The billionaire hasn't let her go, and this time, there is no escape.

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.9

Discarded Fiancée: The Tech King's True Queen

8.9

I returned to New York for my welcome-home party, expecting a warm embrace from Edwin, my devoted fiancé of twenty years. Instead, his first words to me were a cold, public warning to stay away from his new girlfriend, Kacy. He stood in my family's hotel, shielding a girl I had never even met, and painted me as a vicious, jealous bully. "She is very sensitive, Kaitlyn. Her background is tough. Please, be gentle with her. Don't upset her." He humiliated me in front of our entire elite circle, allowing them to mock me as the aggressive, discarded ex while he carried her away like a fragile princess. For twenty years, I had been his loyal shadow, fixing his mistakes and loving him unconditionally. I couldn't understand how decades of deep devotion could be instantly erased by a few crocodile tears and a manipulative damsel act. He was absolutely certain I would throw a tantrum, cry, and eventually crawl back to beg for his attention. But he was wrong. He didn't know that Everett Rowe, a billionaire tech mogul, had been patiently waiting five years to marry me. He also didn't know that during my three years abroad, I wasn't just studying art—I became "K.B.", the ruthless Wall Street predator who could swallow his family's empire whole. I calmly pulled out my phone, ignored the mocking whispers around me, and typed a single message to Everett. "Yes. I'll marry you."

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.4

Finding Avery Billionaire Love Story Trilogy Book 1

7.4

Avery thought she'd found her happily ever after with Ethan, the charming billionaire who swept her off her feet in Willow Creek. But after one night of passion, he vanished, leaving her heartbroken and alone. She returned home to find her grandmother, her only family, had passed away. Devastated, Avery discovered a shocking truth: she was the daughter of a millionaire who'd left her a vast fortune. Relocated to New York, she met Ethan again, but this time, he was determined to win her back. Unbeknownst to him, Avery had been hiding a life-changing secret: she's the mother of his twin babies. As Avery navigates her complicated past and the wicked family members who despise her, Ethan's pursuit becomes relentless. He'll stop at nothing to reclaim the love they shared, but Avery's secrets threaten to tear them apart. Can she trust him with her heart and the truth about their children, or will it drive them further apart? Ethan's words echoed in her mind: "I've been searching for you for six years, Avery. I won't let you go again." But Avery's secrets were only the beginning. Little did Ethan know, their love story was only just beginning...

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.7

Reborn Heiress: Claimed By The Ruthless Boss

9.7

Giana woke up drugged and burning with fever in a luxurious hotel suite. Standing before her was Cornel Stark, the most ruthless billionaire in New York. Memories of her past life stabbed into her brain. In that life, her adoptive family and her fiancé Gary had stolen her inheritance and left her to die a brutal, agonizing death. She also remembered how fighting Cornel only made him more violent. So this time, she didn't scream. She endured his brutal punishment, escaped the moment he let his guard down, and swallowed a Plan B pill on the freezing streets. Returning to her adoptive family's mansion, she faced the people who had destroyed her. Her fiancé and her stepsister put on masks of fake concern, secretly mocking her. Instead of throwing a useless tantrum like before, Giana deliberately threw herself down the steep wooden stairs. She smashed her head against the marble floor, using her own blood to shatter their plans and win back her mother's trust. She thought she had finally taken control. She was ready to crush the people who had betrayed her and live for herself. But she didn't understand why the billionaire she had just escaped was suddenly turning her life upside down. When she woke up in the hospital, her room wasn't filled with her family's fake tears, but an ocean of blood-red roses. The heavy door swung open, and Cornel Stark walked in, his gray eyes locking onto her with a dark, predatory hunger. "Remember this feeling, Giana. Every breath you take belongs to me now."

Action Billionaire Modern

8.7

Rejected By My Cruel Fated Mate

8.7

I was pregnant with the future heir of the Blackwood Pack, but my fated mate, Alpha Gavin, was nowhere to be found when sharp, tearing agony ripped through my swollen belly. Instead of rushing to my side, he was in a luxury penthouse with his mistress, Piper. When I desperately called his human number for help, it was Piper who answered the phone. "I'm Piper. His future Luna." Minutes later, I received a leaked audio file of Gavin promising to formally reject me the moment our pup was born. Before the heartbreak could even set in, my armored SUV was violently rammed off the road by a massive truck. It wasn't an accident. It was a targeted hit paid for by Piper's pack. I woke up in the clinic with an empty womb. My pup was dead. Gavin didn't even show up. He just mind-linked the butler to say he was "too busy" to deal with my loss. He let his mistress murder our child and treated me like disposable trash, assuming my grief would make me a weak, compliant victim. He thought he could just bury my trauma and move on with his perfect new life. He was wrong. I faked my own death in a fiery crash, leaving him with nothing but my signed rejection papers and the bloody receipt proving his mistress hired the killers. Now, armed with a new identity and untraceable wealth, I am stepping out of the shadows. I am going to bankrupt their packs from the inside out and make my former Alpha watch his empire burn.

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