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In a world where loyalty crumbles under the weight of betrayal, Gertrude Sullivan faces the ultimate humiliation when her husband, Duke Stephens, publicly announces his transfer of company shares to his mistress—a woman she once nurtured and supported. The glitzy gala, meant to celebrate their thirty-year marriage, spirals into chaos as Gertrude’s carefully crafted life shatters before the city’s elite. What happens when the façade of a perfect marriage is ripped away, leaving only the raw ache of betrayal?
As whispers of scandal swirl, Gertrude is left questioning everything: What is the value of loyalty when love is so easily exchanged for ambition? With her heart heavy and her mind racing, she discovers the depths of Duke’s deceit, uncovering secrets that could not only ruin him but also reclaim her power. Will she choose to fight back against the man who built an empire on her sacrifices, or will she succumb to the crushing weight of her past?
In the silence that follows the storm, Gertrude must decide: how far is she willing to go to reclaim her life, her dignity, and perhaps a chance at revenge? As the stakes rise and tensions flare, the game is only just beginning, and Gertrude is ready to play.
Her Husband Gave Her Company to His Mistress,So She Sent Him to PrisonChapter 1
At our thirtieth wedding anniversary gala, my husband—Duke Stephens, CEO of EmpireStar Group—announced he would transfer all his shares to Stacy Jenner. The girl I'd sponsored through school.
It took a thorough investigation to uncover the truth: they'd been sleeping together since her second year under my patronage.
Stacy had already given him a daughter. The child she carried now was a son.
The rumors had spread like wildfire—some so-called master had pronounced the unborn baby a "child of fortune," destined to bring prosperity.
I grabbed Duke by the collar, shaking with rage.
"What do these thirty years mean to you? What do I mean to you?"
"You're Mrs. Stephens."
His voice was flat, clinical.
"You got the title. You got me. Don't be greedy enough to think my entire heart should belong to you alone."
Duke looked at me without a trace of love.
"If you can't accept them—mother and son—I'll move out. I'll stay at the other place on odd days. Come back to you on the rest."
I watched his retreating figure, and thirty years of marriage collapsed into something unrecognizable.