THE_LIGHTER_166

Melissa, a daughter of a multi billionaire, disguised herself as a poor woman and married Evans Reynolds, a wealthy business man on an agreement that when ever his late mentor's daughter Cathy Hudson needed blood, Melissa would be available. However, Evans used to send money to her, whenever she donates blood. making it look like a transaction. 

Melissa hoped that one-day, may be, Evans would learn to love and care for her, like she does. But that didn't happen. while at home, Maria, Evans mother and sister, Ann Reynolds seized any opportunity to belittle Melissa, often reminding her of her 'unknown background.' She was the perfect target, a trophy wife whose worth was measured solely by her ability to serve their needs.

But one day,  she decided to take her own life, she committed sucide when she saw a harsh message and photo sent by Cathy Hudson. However, luck was on her side , when she met a time keeper, who gave her  a second chance to live again .

She divorced Evans Reynolds, and become a successor of a mult billion campanies,ready to give a payback to those who mocked and mistreated her. And when asked on an interview, why she divorced Evans Reynolds. 

"I have a  multi-billion wealth to success,” she declared  during a press conference 

“Was my wealth not enough for you?” Evans sneered, stepping into the gathering from behind. 

Join me as we dive into a twisted romance; batrayal, passion, deception and power.

Revenge Best Served Hot; The divorced Billionaire Wife.

Melissa adjusted her hair in the mirror one last time, taking a deep breath as she prepared for her first day at Smith Corporation.

The anticipation buzzing in her chest was mixed with anxiety; she had left behind a whirlwind of drama and discontent in her previous life as Evans Reynolds' wife.

The knock at the door broke her thoughts. It was the butler.

"Miss, the driver is waiting for you outside," he announced, straightening his waistcoat with a practiced ease.

Melissa bit her lip, glancing at the luxurious black Rolls-Royce parked outside. It felt ostentatious to arrive at work in such style. "No thanks, I'll drive to work."

The butler hesitated only a beat before producing a set of keys, his demeanor slightly changing. "The chairman specially selected the latest model of cars; it's in your garage. If it doesn't fit your taste, he will arrange for new ones."

Heroine over few hours.