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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 306

Priscilla slowly got up. She stood still for a while, trying to process what had just happened.

Her tears had dried up since she cried too much in Vincent's office, but the pain still lingered in her heart. It might be permanent at this point.

"He ditched me so easily, even though I dedicated four years of my life to him…." Priscilla murmured. "Then what about all the sweet moments we went through? Was it all just a lie? Or maybe just a product of a heated moment because he was so horny about fucking me?"

Deep down, Priscilla knew that Vincent never loved her. That guy didn't love anything or anyone other than himself. 

But she continued deluding herself, thinking she had a chance. 

Priscilla opened her fist to see the crumpled fifty thousand dollar check.

"So this is what you call the 'last payment', huh?" Priscilla scoffed. "Oh well, I'll take it. This is also compensation for the assault you did to me just now."