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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 595

Priscilla was like a mad woman, similar to the Joker lady in the video. She smashed anything she could find to vent out her frustration. 

She had been persevering for so long, moving to a cramped, ugly apartment and working in Walmart with those ugly desperate people because she believed that Vincent would eventually take her back. 

But now that Chloe had become absolutely stunning once more, the probability of her and Vincent being together had been reduced to almost zero percent. 

As dolled up as Priscilla could be, she knew that she was no match against Chloe in her current state. 

Priscilla's chest rose up and down as she smashed a mirror on the wall. She stared at her reflection in the cracked mirror and saw a shell of her former self. She looked like a hot mess, and her eyes were red because she kept crying while raging around her apartment room.