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My husband returned home with his pregnant mistress in tow.
He snarled at me viciously, "You're just a housewife who's done nothing to help my career. We've been married for years and you can't even get pregnant. You think you still deserve a place in my home?"
"Do you know who this woman is? She's the daughter of Ms. Thornton, the richest person in the country. I'm going to be the son-in-law of the wealthiest family. That's way out of your poor little league."
"If you know what's good for you, pack your things and get out now. We're getting divorced."
I was stunned. These days it's bad enough when people steal husbands.
Now they're even stealing identities?
How come I never knew my dad had another daughter?

New Year's Eve. As I busied Myself Preparing the Holiday Feast

Kellan hadn't anticipated my sudden change of face.


A flash of panic crossed his features. "Darling, what are you talking about? What divorce? Didn't you already forgive me?"


I sneered, "Who forgave you? Haven't you figured it out yet? I was only being so nice to you just now for this apartment. I want to leave you homeless."


At that moment, my brother also stepped in front of me.


He formally addressed Kellan, "Kellan, on behalf of Thornton Corporation, I'm officially notifying you that you're fired. From this day forward, you won't be allowed to set foot in Thornton Corporation."


Kellan broke down. In his daze, he suddenly seemed to realize something and laughed again. "Fine, you're good. Vivienne, you're really something, setting me up like this."


"But do you think you've got it all figured out? I'm still your husband, and you're the daughter of a billionaire. When we divorce, I can claim half of your family's assets."


Chapter 9