The Unwanted Husband Returns To The Top

For three years, Connor lived as a ghost. A crippled, useless Uber driver, enduring a self-imposed exile orchestrated by his dying grandfather's will to prove he was worthy of the Hoffman empire. He even married into the wealthy Barlowe family, becoming their favorite punching bag. On the very last day of his test, his final Uber passengers slid into the backseat. It was his wife, Genevieve, and her wealthy lover. They didn't recognize him behind his mask. Right there in his rearview mirror, they kissed hungrily, mocking her "pathetic loser" of a husband and plotting to dump him after her sister's wedding. The next day at the wedding, they didn't just want a divorce. They wanted to publicly crucify him. Her lover framed Connor as a violent, cheating degenerate. They rallied the city's elite, getting his Uber manager to publicly fire him and convincing the entire ballroom to blacklist him from every job, apartment, and business in Ninverton. They even brought in an arrogant Vice President from the Hoffman Group to publicly declare Connor was a fraud, sealing his social execution. Standing alone in that lobby, surrounded by the mocking laughter of the people who had trampled on his dignity for a thousand days, Connor felt the last shred of his patience burn away. They were so utterly, hopelessly blind. Then, his encrypted phone rang. "Mr. Wise, the test is officially over. You are now the Global CEO of the Hoffman Group." Connor looked at his cheating wife and the arrogant elites laughing at his demise. He dropped the signed divorce papers on the table. The game was over. The slaughter was about to begin.

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The atmosphere in the Von Merri's grand lobby was thick with a lust for vengeance. Jett and the Barlowes, their public face of celebration now a mask for private fury, had decided on a new strategy. Connor wasn't just a cheating husband anymore. He was a violent criminal.

Gregory Tanner, the Uber manager, scurried into the hotel, his face pale but determined. Jett had summoned him to play his part in the public execution. This was his chance to solidify his place in Maddox's inner circle.

Connor was "escorted" into the lobby by hotel security. He offered no resistance, his calm demeanor an unnerving contrast to the baying mob that awaited him.

The wedding guests formed a circle, a makeshift tribunal.

Gregory Tanner stepped into the center, puffing out his chest. He pointed a trembling finger at Connor.

"Connor Wise!" he announced, his voice ringing with self-importance. "On behalf of Uber Technologies, for your violent and unprovoked assault, I am officially terminating your contract! You are fired!"

He let the words hang in the air, soaking in the murmurs of approval from the crowd. "Furthermore," he added, "your file will be flagged. You will never work for a ride-sharing service in this country again!"

A wave of satisfaction washed over the guests. Jett and Genevieve stood at the front, their faces triumphant.

Connor's expression didn't change. He didn't even look at Gregory.

Instead, he took out his personal phone. The sleek, unfamiliar device looked alien in his hands. He dialed a number and put it on speaker.

A crisp, deferential voice answered immediately. "Sir. How may I assist?"

The title, "Sir," caused a few brows to furrow, but most dismissed it as part of the act.

Connor's voice was devoid of emotion. "Finchley, I want you to terminate all global corporate partnership agreements between the Hoffman Group and Uber. Effective immediately."

A collective gasp, followed by a ripple of snickers, went through the crowd.

Connor wasn't finished. "Also, place a call to Uber's global CEO. Inform him that the service provided by his Ninverton regional operations manager, a Mr. Gregory Tanner, was... unsatisfactory. I want him to receive the call within five minutes. Make it happen."

"Understood, sir," Finchley replied without a moment's hesitation. "I will execute your orders at once."

Connor ended the call.

The lobby was silent for a full three seconds before it erupted. Not with fear, but with derisive, howling laughter.

"Hoffman Group?" someone shouted. "He's lost his mind!"

Jett Maddox was doubled over, tears of mirth in his eyes. "Oh, Connor," he wheezed. "The delusions are getting worse. You think a phone call can scare us?"

Gregory Tanner smirked, shaking his head in pity. The man was clearly pathetic, resorting to such childish fantasies. He glanced at his watch, a smug look on his face as he prepared to mock the five-minute deadline.

And then, Gregory's phone began to shriek. A frantic, insistent ringing.

The caller ID made his blood run cold.

CEO - NORTH AMERICA DIVISION.

The smirk vanished from Gregory's face. He stumbled away from the crowd, his hand shaking as he answered the call.

The crowd couldn't hear the words, but they saw the effect. They saw the color drain from Gregory's face, leaving it a pasty, sweaty grey. They saw his eyes widen in sheer terror. They saw the phone slip from his nerveless fingers and crash onto the marble floor.

On the other end of the line, a voice was screaming. A voice that had just learned that the company's nine-figure annual contract with the Hoffman Group-their single largest corporate account-had been vaporized. A voice that had been told, in no uncertain terms by the global CEO himself, that it was because of the actions of one Gregory Tanner.

"Tanner! You idiot! What did you do?!" the voice roared through the phone's tiny speaker. "The Hoffman Group just pulled everything! Everything! You're fired! Get out of my sight! You're finished!"

Gregory stared into the middle distance, his world collapsing in on him.

Connor watched him, his eyes as cold and unforgiving as a winter storm.

This, he knew, was only the appetizer.

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After three years of marriage, Olivia finds her husband, Christopher, in the arms of another woman. The mistress insults Olivia, labeling her a gold digger despite her genuine devotion. Devastated by the betrayal and the cruelty of her husband's indifference, Olivia decides she is done playing the role of the submissive wife. She chooses to reclaim her dignity, initiating a calculated revenge to strip Christopher of the life he took for granted.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.1

Bound By The Cruel Billionaire's Deal

9.1

With only fifteen days of cash flow left to save her tech startup, Aida had no choice but to seek a five-million-dollar bridge loan from Brendan Walls, a ruthless billionaire predator. He agreed to sign the check, but on one sickening condition. He demanded Aida act as bait to get close to his corporate rival, Grayson Lott, treating her like a high-end call girl for a business transaction. Forced to comply to save her employees, Aida let Grayson take her to a windowless underground club, where he secretly spiked her whiskey. As the drugs paralyzed her body, triggering horrific flashbacks of a brutal assault from six years ago, Aida locked herself in the bathroom. She had to shatter a mirror and slice her own thigh open with a jagged shard of glass just to stay conscious enough to call Brendan for help. Brendan's armored SUV immediately smashed through the club's wall to save her, and Grayson was arrested. But lying in the hospital, the horrifying truth finally clicked in Aida's mind. The rescue was too fast. Brendan’s men hadn't rushed from Midtown; they had been parked outside the entire time. He had watched Grayson drug her and waited for the felony to happen just so he could legally seize Grayson's company. He had gambled her life and trauma for a hostile takeover. When Brendan casually tossed a signed contract and luxury car keys onto her hospital bed as hush money, the last thread of Aida's sanity snapped. "The deal is dead. NovaTech is mine. If you ever come near me again, I will kill you." Bleeding and shaking with icy rage, Aida threw the keys at his chest, formally declaring war on the monster who thought he could buy her soul.

Action Billionaire Modern

8.0

Flash Marriage To My Best Friend's Father

8.0

I was once the heiress to the Solomon empire, but after it crumbled, I became the "charity case" ward of the wealthy Hyde family. For years, I lived in their shadows, clinging to the promise that Anson Hyde would always be my protector. That promise shattered when Anson walked into the ballroom with Claudine Chapman on his arm. Claudine was the girl who had spent years making my life a living hell, and now Anson was announcing their engagement to the world. The humiliation was instant. Guests sneered at my cheap dress, and a waiter intentionally sloshed champagne over me, knowing I was a nobody. Anson didn't even look my way; he was too busy whispering possessively to his new fiancée. I was a ghost in my own home, watching my protector celebrate with my tormentor. The betrayal burned. I realized I wasn't a ward; I was a pawn Anson had kept on a shelf until he found a better trade. I had no money, no allies, and a legal trust fund that Anson controlled with a flick of his wrist. Fleeing to the library, I stumbled into Dallas Koch-a titan of industry and my best friend's father. He was a wall of cold, absolute power that even the Hydes feared. "Marry me," I blurted out, desperate to find a shield Anson couldn't climb. Dallas didn't laugh. He pulled out a marriage agreement and a heavy fountain pen. "Sign," he commanded, his voice a low rumble. "But if you walk out that door with me, you never go back." I signed my name, trading my life for the only man dangerous enough to keep me safe.

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.4

He Locked Our Sick Daughter Away for His Mistress

8.4

When her daughter fell critically ill, Chloe desperately sought help from her billionaire husband, Ethan. However, he ignored her pleas, choosing instead to prioritize his mistress. To keep Chloe from interfering with his affair, Ethan cruelly locked their sick child away in a remote location. Trapped in a web of betrayal and neglect, Chloe must find a way to save her daughter from her husband’s cold-hearted indifference before it is too late.

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.4

Reborn as the Substitute Bride to the Disabled Tycoon

7.4

In her past life, Summer was tragically killed by a scumbag and her scheming stepsister, and they also caused the death of the husband who loved her most. After being reborn, Summer takes the initiative to marry in the place of another, becoming the bride of a disabled husband. In this new life, she plans to tear apart those who wronged her and fiercely punish the scum. They say she's plain and unlucky for her husband? Until one day, when all her divine-level disguises are revealed, everyone who underestimated her is blinded by her brilliance. But what about the supposedly impotent, disabled big shot? By day, he is so gentle, pampering her to the bone; by night, he turns into a ravenous wolf and devours her completely! [Foolish Bride Substitute + Hidden Talents + Rebirth + Strong Couple + Sweet Romance]

Billionaire Fantasy Romance

8.1

The Billionaire Thought I Aborted, Then He Met My Twins

8.1

I stood in the freezing New York rain, holding a massive umbrella over my husband's mistress while the downpour soaked me to the bone. Julian didn't even look at me; he just tucked Scarlett closer and told me to take a taxi home so they could have "privacy" in the Rolls Royce. When I finally made it back to the penthouse, shivering and sick, Julian was waiting with divorce papers. "Scarlett is back for good," he said coldly. "She saved my life once, and I owe her everything. You were just a placeholder." He didn't know I was six weeks pregnant. He didn't know that I was the one who actually pulled his unconscious body from the surf that night while Scarlett watched from the shore, waiting to steal the credit. I signed the papers, faked a miscarriage, and vanished. I spent five years in London building an empire from nothing, raising twins who share his brooding eyes and his billion-dollar silhouette. Now, I've returned to Manhattan as the powerhouse CEO of his biggest competitor. Julian Vanderbilt thinks he can buy his way back into my life? He's about to find out that some debts are paid in ruin, not gold.

Billionaire Modern Romance

The Unwanted Husband Returns To The Top

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