My sister was the "one that got away" for my husband. The moment he heard she was widowed and returning from abroad, he moved her into our home. I refused to share my husband. In the ensuing argument, he pushed me down the stairs. I was heavily pregnant. I lost the baby. But he didn't care. Instead, he raised his arms in triumph: "Scarlett, you've occupied Sienna's place for too long. It's time to give everything back! With you gone, Sienna will finally come back to me." While I was in a coma, he announced that the child in my sister's belly would be his sole heir. I looked at my husband, who was diligently digging his own grave, and found it both hilarious and pathetic. After all these years, did he really think I married him for love? Did he forget that everything he has today... was given by me? Chapter 1 "Scarlett, why are you always so selfish? I told you I don't love you. Why do you insist on clinging to me?" Asher Sterling screamed, shameless as ever. It sounded like I was the mistress ruining his marriage. "You know this was just a business arrangement! I never loved you. Instead of torturing each other pointlessly, just let go! Give us both freedom!" "None of this was supposed to be yours. Now that Sienna has a chance to come back to me with a legitimate status, shouldn't you step aside?" "If you hadn't pestered me, we wouldn't be in this mess!" Asher accused me with righteous indignation. I looked at him, genuinely wondering if I had lost the ability to understand human speech. Because no normal person could comprehend this level of twisted logic. It all started when Asher found out my sister, Sienna, was widowed and returning to the States. He abandoned all decorum. He pursued her publicly, making headlines everywhere. The social circle exploded with gossip. Ironically, I became the laughingstock—the discarded trophy wife losing to a widow. Asher, the perpetrator, was hailed as the "devoted lover," the man who never forgot his first love. So when Asher came to me, demanding a divorce... It ignited my rage. I cursed him out, told him to dream on, and slammed the door. But I never expected Asher to be this insane. To pave the way for his "true love," he pushed me from the third floor. My last memory was lying in a pool of my own blood at the bottom of the stairs. My legs were shattered. My water broke. Blood gushed from my lower body. I felt broken, physically and spiritually. Even breathing made me tremble. Asher stood at the top of the stairs, looking down at me with the arrogance of a king. And the contempt of a madman. "Scarlett, don't blame me. You were the one being difficult. You wouldn't give up the seat." "Since you wouldn't agree to do this the easy way, keeping you alive would only ruin my plans." "This is better. Without you, Sienna will have no reservations. She will come back to me..." Madness flickered in Asher's eyes. He was already living in his fantasy. "It will be a beautiful future, just for Sienna and me." "As for you, Scarlett... since you blocked her path, don't blame me for being cruel." My consciousness faded. Pain locked every joint in my body. I watched him take a call on the landing, his face lighting up with joy, before he ran down the stairs. He stepped right over my blood without a second glance. I refused to let my life end here. Using my last ounce of strength, I bit my tongue to stay awake. I fumbled for the phone in my pocket. I dialed 911. My mind was foggy, but in this wrestling match with Death... I won. Chapter 2 I woke up in a hospital bed. No one was by my side. I was used to it. When the O'Hara family arranged the marriage with the Sterlings, we were at our lowest point. In their eyes, I was a social climber. Even though we bounced back in recent years, the Sterlings still looked down on me. So, being alone was nothing new. My thoughts were interrupted by the door opening. Asher walked in leisurely, led by a nurse. Behind him came the sound of a woman weeping softly. It was my sister—Sienna O'Hara. "Scarlett, are you okay?" The moment she saw me, Sienna's eyes reddened. Tears spilled over. "Sister, I know you never liked me growing up. But we are family! Even if Asher and I are together, you shouldn't have done something so impulsive!" "You threw yourself down the stairs just to make Asher feel guilty? That's emotional blackmail! Even with this tragic act, you can't change the fact that he doesn't love you!" Her voice trembled, painting herself as the victim. "What? You think just because you're back, I should abdicate my throne? Let you—my own sister—take over as the mistress of this house?" "Scarlett! Watch your mouth!" Asher exploded before Sienna could reply, his eyes vicious. "Sienna is different from you. She is pure. She's not filthy like you." "Filthy?" I laughed coldly. I ignored Asher and locked eyes with my sister, who looked about 50% like me. My gaze was freezing. "Sienna, ask yourself. Even when Mom and Dad died and the company was in trouble, did I ever cut your allowance? And this is how you repay me? By climbing into your brother-in-law's bed..." "Who is the filthy one here?" Sienna's face stiffened under my scrutiny. "So what?" "You gave me that money voluntarily. Did I ask for it?" "Besides, if you hadn't left me alone abroad, I wouldn't have married someone else out of fear and loneliness!" "If it weren't for you, Asher and I would have been together ages ago! We wouldn't have waited until now!" She shed more tears, looking pitiful. But my heart turned to ice. The sister I cared for, my only remaining family, actually thought this of me. "Scarlett, can you stop being so selfish? Sienna lost her husband. She's pitiful enough. Can't you be generous for once?" Asher's tone was full of disappointment, like a teacher scolding a bad student. "You should understand. If Sienna hadn't left the country, the title of Mrs. Sterling would never have been yours." "Now that you've miscarried, it's fate. It's time to give everything back to Sienna." In a few sentences, Asher washed his hands of all guilt. I touched my flat stomach under the sheets. Hatred surged in my heart like a tsunami. Looking at the agitated Asher, I gritted my teeth. "Fine." "After the Fall Gala & Auction, we will divorce peacefully." Chapter 3 Asher seemed surprised I agreed so easily. He looked suspicious. "You're really willing to let go? Just hand over the position?" I looked up, hiding the hatred in my eyes, leaving only a trace of unwillingness. "What choice do I have? One is my sister, the other is my husband. Do you really want to make a public spectacle of this?" I forced the corners of my mouth up into a pained smile. "Now that my baby is gone, Sienna is my only family..." "A clean divorce is better than a messy scandal. It will protect Sienna's reputation when she marries you. It minimizes the impact on the stock price." "Besides, we grew up together. I know how you feel about her... I just hope, for the sake of our years together, you treat her well." Every word I spoke was for their benefit. I played the role of the understanding, tragic heroine perfectly. A single tear rolled down my cheek. Pain written all over my face. Perhaps remembering our years of mutual support, a flicker of guilt appeared on Asher's face. Seeing this, Sienna's face darkened. "Is that so? Thank you, Sister." Her tone was practically grinding teeth, but I pretended not to hear. I just looked at Asher with devotion. Men have a weakness for protecting what they perceive as weak. If Sienna can use this trick, why can't I? Sure enough, Asher looked even more guilty. I struck while the iron was hot. "But I have one condition... O'Hara Corp." "You are now the head of Sterling Enterprises. No one can challenge you... You know O'Hara Corp was left to me by my parents. It's my everything. Since we are divorcing, I want the shares back." Asher's gaze cooled instantly. The guilt vanished. He assessed me calculatingly. It was a standoff. Sienna, however, looked furious. She pulled Asher away. But she kept up her pitiful act. "Asher, since Sister said so, just give her that broken company. She can't have children anymore anyway. Let's fulfill her wish." Asher looked at her hesitantly. Before he could speak, Sienna pulled him down by the neck and whispered in his ear. Asher's eyes lit up. "Really?" He hugged Sienna excitedly, his face full of joy. Sienna nodded shyly, then looked at me with arrogance. Asher looked at me too, unable to hide his smile. "Fine. Since Sienna asked, it's settled. As long as you agree to the divorce, I'll return all O'Hara Corp shares to you. You will manage it independently." "As long as you behave, I won't mistreat you." "Also, Sienna's child will be your child too. When he grows up, he will inherit O'Hara Corp. It will continue your family line." His tone was patronizing. Like he was bestowing a great gift. Under the blanket, my fist clenched. So Sienna is pregnant. That's why she agreed to give me the company. As my sister, Sienna and her child have inheritance rights. So no matter who holds the company now, as long as the child is theirs, the company will eventually fall back into Sterling hands. In the end, I would still have nothing. But I didn't expose him. I smiled gratefully. Seeing me being so "sensible," Asher nodded with satisfaction. He turned back to chat intimately with Sienna. I looked away. My hand caressed my empty belly under the sheets. Three months until the Fall Gala. Let's see if he can last that long! According to my memories of the past life... Sterling Enterprises is about to face its first storm. Sienna is my biological sister. She is also Asher's childhood sweetheart. No, accurately speaking, Sienna, Asher, and I grew up together. But Sienna was sickly, so our parents sent her to the countryside to recuperate. We were sisters, but strangers. Maybe the "sickly beauty" trope is too powerful. Her return changed everything. Sienna chose to study abroad right when she and Asher were about to get together. She never came back. She became the "white moonlight" in Asher's heart—the one he couldn't have. Asher and I were a business marriage. Zero emotion. When my parents died in an accident, the company was leaderless. I, a fresh graduate, had to step up. I worked day and night. But I couldn't stop partners from pulling out, shareholders from rioting, and capital chains from breaking. That was when Asher extended a hand. He offered to cover the deficit. But the condition was marriage. He needed to stabilize his position in the Sterling family. His father had too many illegitimate children. Everyone was eyeing the throne. Asher didn't have enough power. He needed me to help him stand out and become the sole heir. On top of that, I had to bring 30% of O'Hara Corp shares as a dowry to get the loan. Yes, a loan. It wasn't a partnership. It was robbery. And that 30% was basically all the liquid shares I had. I hated him. But O'Hara Corp was crumbling. I couldn't let my parents' legacy die. So I agreed to this unfair deal. And over the years, I strategized and helped him win the Sterling inheritance. This marriage started with Asher's calculation. That's why, when he learned his "true love" was returning, he demanded a divorce so fearlessly. Because I was no threat to him. But I never expected he would try to kill me for Sienna. Thinking of this, I touched my stomach again. The memory of falling down the stairs was vivid. That push severed all affection. Leaving only hate. From that moment on, I swore: I don't need the man. But I will take half the empire. This will be my blade of revenge. Chapter 4 I struck while the iron was hot. That same day, I made Asher sign the share transfer agreement. After he left, I looked at the black and white contract alone. Finally. O'Hara Corp was wholly mine again. Fueled by this victory, I checked myself out of the hospital just two weeks after surgery. This was my chance. I seized it. I secured order after order for O'Hara Corp. I signed multiple engineering contracts. During this time, Asher was busy settling Sienna in. He paraded her around at banquets, ignoring me. While we were estranged, the tabloids went wild. Scandals sell. Especially involving the elite. Asher didn't bother hiding it. I became the discarded wife. The pitiful worm. The "Ninja Turtle" on social media. I didn't care. I was happy. Bad publicity is still publicity. It gave me heat. I opened a social media account to document my daily life. I showed the world my transformation. I became a micro-influencer. At first, Asher paid attention to company matters. But soon, Sienna consumed him completely. His employees complained constantly. In contrast, under my leadership, O'Hara Corp—once just a vassal—stabilized and stood firm. But I didn't stop. I accelerated. In just six weeks, I stole three major contracts from Sterling Enterprises. The Sterling GM ground his teeth in anger but could do nothing. Compared to their proposal, O'Hara Corp offered the same quality sources but 10% cheaper. Business is business. Profit wins. Plus, I guaranteed long-term cooperation. O'Hara Corp returned to the public eye, regaining its former glory. We qualified for the Annual Business Gala. I knew I would meet Asher and Sienna there. But it didn't matter. O'Hara Corp was no longer a pushover. That night, I attended alone. Everyone knew our story. Seeing me solo wasn't a surprise. I ignored the mocking glances. I walked straight to the circle of tycoons. These galas are opportunities. I moved between them confidently. My professionalism attracted their attention. By the time Asher and Sienna arrived, I had already convinced three tycoons to partner with me. Unlike his previous arrogance, Asher's eyes were now burning with rage. Ignoring Sienna's pale face, he scanned the crowd urgently. He was looking for me. I had stolen so much from him. Anyone would be mad. Our eyes met. Seeing the new partners standing next to me, his anger exploded. He stormed over, disregarding Sienna. "Scarlett! What have you done?!" Asher started accusing me immediately. "You think your wings are hard now? How dare you steal my contracts?!" He gritted his teeth. "Now, I don't care what you do, cancel those contracts and return them to Sterling! Or don't blame me for ignoring our past!" "I am the largest shareholder of O'Hara Corp!"
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