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My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner

Anastasia Harrison, a young woman abused by her cruel family, thought her life was over when they forced her to marry Richard, the sleazy black sheep of the wealthy Wallace family. Meanwhile, her favored younger sister, Michelle, was set to marry Xavier, the elder brother, who was a CEO. Yet, an error at city hall ended up swapping their names on their respective marriage certificates. "What is this?! How are you married to Xavier Wallace?" "You're not getting any food or water until you sign the divorce papers!" To add fuel to the fire, the old Mr. and Mrs. Harrison passed away, leaving all their assets to Anastasia and not the rest of the family. This drove the Harrisons to their breaking point. To trade for a peaceful life, Anastasia was willing to leave her inheritance and leave the family, but the Harrisons had other plans in mind. They wanted to get rid of her. Permanently. However, it was by a stroke of luck that Anastasia was found by her new husband, Xavier, before her family succeeded. Determined to get her revenge, she struck a deal with Xavier. "Continue to be my wife and I will help you get your revenge!"

Sour_corn · Urban
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Someone Must Go To Jail

"We are not partnering with the Nexera Enterprise," Anastasia declared, slamming the document in her hands on the table hard enough for everyone to hear. 

It was their monthly meeting when ideas regarding companies that would be a good resource for Xastia would be decided. Logan and the others suggested Nexera Enterprise. 

"Nexera enterprise has been doing well for several decades. They're one of the best companies to partner with," Logan tried to convince Anastasia with a clenched fist. 

"Perhaps you've forgotten, the owner of Nexera Enterprise has been arrested several times for involvement in illegal activities. He'll tarnish the company's reputation," Anastasia reasoned, her voice firm yet controlled. However, her shareholders responded with dismissive glances, their expressions betraying a collective disinterest. It was as if her words were nothing more than background noise, and the weight of her concerns fell flat against the room's indifference.