The Jilted Bride's Billion Dollar Revenge

On our wedding night, celebrating a billion-dollar family merger, my new husband Coleton stepped out of the shower. Suddenly, his phone rang. It was his dead brother's widow, Hana, crying that her five-year-old had a fever. Without hesitation, Coleton shoved me hard into the wall to get out the door. "Are you seriously jealous of a sick five-year-old kid?" he spat. He abandoned me in the bridal suite. I immediately filed for divorce and leaked it to the press. To save the merger and their stock prices, both our families rushed in to force me to back down. My own father raised his hand to slap me for my "petty female jealousy." Coleton's grandfather brutally beat him with a heavy wooden cane right in front of me, trying to use a twisted debt of honor to guilt-trip me into staying. Through a hidden dumbwaiter shaft, I overheard their secret meeting. They were plotting to use Coleton's bloody photos to paint me as a cold-hearted villain to the media, trapping me in the marriage through public shame. My own brother nodded along to this plot just to secure his CEO bonus. Coleton only begged for my forgiveness because he was terrified of losing his trust fund to an illegitimate heir. In their eyes, my dignity was just a cheap commodity with a price tag. But I am a Pennington, raised in a world where trust is a liability. I calmly saved the audio recording of their plot, packed my Hermes suitcase, and emailed the most ruthless divorce litigator in Manhattan.

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Chapter 9

Katrina sat in the dark. The only light in the room came from the glowing screen of her phone.

Suddenly, heavy, dragging footsteps echoed in the hallway outside her door.

She didn't need to press her ear to the wall to know what was happening. Before the wedding, during the integration of their personal security protocols, she had demanded administrative access to Coleton's devices. He had agreed, thinking it was just corporate standard procedure.

Katrina opened the hidden security app on her phone and activated the ambient microphone on Coleton's device next door.

Through her phone's speaker, she heard the door next door being shoved open.

"Get in there," Rocco's gruff voice growled.

Katrina heard a heavy thud through the audio feed as a body was thrown onto the mattress. A sharp, agonizing groan followed.

"Good luck," Rocco muttered. The door slammed shut.

The digital transmission was crystal clear. Katrina could hear every ragged breath.

Coleton shifted on the bed. The sound of the sheets rustling was accompanied by his sharp intakes of breath. He was in agonizing pain.

Then, a phone buzzed.

It vibrated against the nightstand next door. Katrina could hear Coleton fumbling for it.

"Hello?" he rasped. His voice was weak and trembling.

"Coleton!" Hana's hysterical crying immediately transmitted clearly through Katrina's phone speaker. "I'm so sorry! I didn't know calling you would ruin everything!"

Katrina closed her eyes, disgusted by the fake tears.

Coleton took a shaky breath. "It's... it's not your fault, Hana."

"I need to see you," Hana begged. "Let me bring Leo. Let me take care of you."

"No!" Coleton's voice suddenly spiked with sheer panic. "You can't come here! The press is outside!"

"Are you abandoning us because you're scared of that bitch?" Hana cried.

"I'm not scared of her!" Coleton yelled. His voice cracked, revealing the pathetic, terrified boy underneath the expensive suits. "I'm scared of my grandfather! He... he told me... Coen!" Coleton sobbed, gasping for air between words. "He's bringing Coen in!"

Katrina's eyes opened wide.

"If I lose her... the trust fund..." Coleton groaned in agony, his breathing ragged. "The company... he'll take it all! I'll have... I'll have nothing, Hana! Nothing!"

He was crying over his bank account.

"You have to stay away from me," Coleton ordered, his voice turning cruel. "Don't call me. If she finds out, I'm dead."

Katrina tapped the screen, cutting the audio feed. A wave of intense, physical nausea hit her stomach. She felt like she was going to throw up.

She had thought, just for a second, that his hesitation earlier was out of guilt. But it wasn't. He didn't care about his vows. He didn't even care about Hana.

He was a coward. His entire existence was driven by the fear of losing his allowance.

Next door, Coleton hung up the phone. He punched the mattress, screaming a string of vile curses directed at Katrina.

Katrina's lips curled into a sneer of absolute contempt.

"You haven't seen anything yet," she whispered to the empty room.

She walked over to the vintage writing desk and flipped open her laptop. The blue light illuminated her cold, determined face.

She opened her encrypted email client. She typed in the address of the most ruthless, high-profile divorce litigator in Manhattan.

Her fingers flew across the keyboard. She didn't write an emotional plea. She wrote a tactical battle plan. She attached the audio recording. She detailed the offshore accounts.

She was going to skin Coleton alive and burn this fake alliance to the ground.

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