Divorced Him, Married My Best Friend's Brother

Chloe Beaumont was the flawless Mrs. Santana, the envy of New York's high society. For three years, she played the perfect, radiant wife to her wealthy husband, Elliott.

But at a glamorous Met gala, the illusion shattered. She found Elliott hiding in a secluded lounge, passionately kissing his "long-burned-out" college flame.

Fleeing back to their estate in silent devastation, she poured out the warm milk her mother-in-law forced her to drink every night—only to notice a strange, sharp herbal scent. Feigning sleep, she overheard a chilling conversation outside her bedroom door.

"To make Chloe infertile, that's too much..." Elliott hesitated.

"Clio is pregnant. That is the heir our family needs," his mother hissed. "Until she has outlived her usefulness, you will keep her calm. We still need the prestige her Beaumont family brings."

They had been secretly drugging her to destroy her body. When the pregnant mistress later flaunted herself in Chloe's home and deliberately shattered her late mother's only memento, Elliott fiercely defended the mistress and blamed Chloe.

Her blood turned to ice. How could the man who vowed to love her conspire with his family to render her barren and steal her legacy?

The gentle, submissive Chloe died that night. Leaving the signed divorce papers and her wedding ring on the dining table, she walked out of the golden cage. With the backing of a powerful childhood protector, she was going to take back her empire and make them pay in blood.