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Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

[COMPLETED.] [Mature content.] Chloe Carlson, 35, was a married woman living with her cheating husband— Vincent Gray, and their daughter— Mackenzie. Her failing marriage led her to file a divorce after 10 years, but her husband refused to sign it. “I know what you want Chloe, you want my money after we divorced. You want to take everything from me and I will not let that happen!” Vincent accused. “I don't need your Money, Vincent! I just want to take Mackenzie with me and leave!” At last, she left her bastard husband without taking a cent from him. She was going to carve her own path in life and give her daughter the best in the world. However, things aren’t working so well with a single mother like Chloe. It was difficult to find job because she was a housewife without qualification for a long time. Thus, in desperation as she needed to care for her daughter, she only had one way out. She contacted her brother-in-law— Vernon Phoenix Gray, 25, a young, heartless playboy, who happened to be the CEO of a skyrocketing company, asking him for a job in this tough time. “A job? That's not an issue. You can work as my personal assistant and take care of all my daily needs.” Vernon smirked and leaned in. “Especially in bed,” he whispered in her ear. — Would Chloe fall into the hands of her evil brother-in-law and become a slave of his whim? Or would she return to her abusive scum husband for their daughter’s future? — Note: There is an age gap in this story, Chloe is 35 years old. Vincent is 35 years old. Vernon is 25 years old. -- Official commissioned cover. — Contact me: Instagram: @ForeverPupa Discord: https://discord.gg/m2XPfdmwde --

ForeverPupa · Urban
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Chapter 305

Vincent lowered his head to look down at Priscilla, 'Good thing this side piece didn't hurt my wife.'

Priscilla was still lying on the floor, the concussion made her unable to get up, and the pain spread from her head to her entire body, making her paralyzed for some time.

"V—Vincent… darling… what's wrong with you?" Priscilla asked. 

Vincent scoffed, "Don't call me darling. You're no longer allowed to come to my mansion, and you're fired as my secretary. I have no use for a loose hole like you."

Vincent walked over Priscilla's body and headed to the door. He opened the door and was greeted by the worried maid who was eavesdropping the whole time.

"Master, about Miss Priscilla, what should we do to her?"

"Kick her out. I've given her fifty thousand dollars as compensation," Vincent replied. He walked past the maid and headed to the dining room, feeling a little hungry.