All Chapters of The Beggar Husband She Divorced Is a Trillionaire: Chapter 1
- Chapter 10
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Chapter 1
"You disgust me."Logan glared at the woman standing before him—his wife, Vivian, who had cheated on him. The woman he had once loved and cherished, now looking at him with cold indifference.His fists clenched, his jaw tight with anger. Across from him, Vivian crossed her arms, her expression unreadable. "Lower your voice,Logan," she said, sounding annoyed rather than guilty. "There's no need for this drama.""No need?" Logan's voice was sharp with disbelief. "I just caught my wife cheating, and you expect me to stay calm?" He stepped closer, his eyes burning into hers. "How long, Vivian? How long have you been making a fool out of me?"Just moments ago, Logan had received a video. A video of Vivian entering a hotel room with a man—intimate, undeniable proof of her betrayal.The surveillance footage was only forty-three seconds long.And he had watched it eleven times.He had been waiting for Vivian to come back and question her in person, hoping for her explanation.But now, she wa
Chapter 2
The car door closed with a soft, definitive click.Logan settled into the back seat, and for a moment, the only sound was the low hum of the engine as the motorcade pulled smoothly away from the building. He said nothing. He looked out the window at the city sliding past — glass and steel and indifferent afternoon light — and let the silence sit."Back to headquarters, sir?" his driver asked."Yes."He had barely gotten the word out when his phone buzzed.Richard Hale — Calling.Logan picked up. Richard Hale had been the operational CEO of the Imperial Group for six years. Efficient, sharp, and loyal in the way only a man who had been pulled up from nothing could be."Sir." Richard's voice was measured, but there was something careful underneath it. "I heard about what happened. I wanted to reach out personally.""Don't."A beat of silence. "Understood. I only called because I wanted to confirm — the Stellar Finance collaboration. Given the... circumstances, do you want us to pull the
Chapter 3
Vivian Chase stood in the center of the penthouse, surrounded by cardboard boxes and black trash bags, her expression carved from ice."Get all of it out," she said to the housekeeper, her voice clipped. "Every single thing that belongs to him. I don't want to see a trace of him left in this apartment."The housekeeper hesitated, glancing at a framed photo on the mantle — Logan and Vivian on their wedding day. "Mrs. Chase, are you certain—""Did I stutter?" Vivian's eyes flashed. "Everything. Out. Now."The housekeeper nodded quickly and resumed packing.Vivian moved through the rooms with surgical precision, pulling open drawers, emptying closets, tossing Logan's belongings into bags like contaminated waste. Cheap watches. Unremarkable clothes. Books with dog-eared pages. The physical evidence of a man who had contributed nothing, owned nothing, been nothing.Good riddance.She was halfway through the bedroom when she found it.A small wooden box, tucked away in the back of Logan's n
Chapter 4
Logan pulled out his phone, his expression unchanged as Margaret Chase continued her tirade behind him.He scrolled to Samuel Wright's contact and pressed call.Samuel answered on the first ring. "Mr. Mercer. I'm already upstairs. Is everything all right?""I'm at the entrance," Logan said quietly. "There's been a misunderstanding with security."There was a beat of silence. Then Samuel's voice turned sharp. "They're not letting you in?""No.""I'll handle it immediately." The line went dead.Logan slipped the phone back into his pocket and turned to face Margaret, who was watching him with a expression of pure contempt."Who were you calling?" she asked mockingly. "Your imaginary friends? Maybe one of them can pretend to get you inside."The security guards stood on either side of Logan now, their hands hovering near his arms but not quite touching. Waiting for the order.Margaret's smile was vicious. "You know what you look like right now, Logan? A desperate little man trying to cli
Chapter 5
Margaret Chase stood outside Vantage, her face flushed with rage and humiliation. The security guards had retreated to their posts, refusing to meet her eyes. The manager had disappeared inside with Logan, leaving her standing on the sidewalk like common trash.Her hands trembled as she pulled out her phone and jabbed at Vivian's contact.It rang twice before her daughter answered."Mother, I'm getting ready. What is it?""Vivian!" Margaret's voice came out in a strangled hiss. "You need to get Brandon to fix this. Right now."There was a pause. "Fix what?""That ex-husband of yours followed you here! To Vantage! And somehow — I don't know how he did it, probably lied or bribed someone — but he got inside. The manager actually escorted him in personally while I was left standing outside like some beggar!""What?" Vivian's voice sharpened. "Logan is there?""Yes! That pathetic leech somehow conned his way past security. I tried to stop them, but the manager threatened me. Threatened me
Chapter 6
The top floor of Vantage was a study in understated luxury. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a panoramic view of Creston City's glittering skyline, while soft classical music played from hidden speakers. The lighting was dim, intimate, designed for conversations that shaped the world.Logan stepped into the private dining room where two men waited.Samuel Wright stood near the window, a man in his late fifties with silver hair and the kind of presence that commanded attention without effort. He was the president of the Creston City Chamber of Commerce, a position that made him one of the most influential figures in the entire region.Beside him sat Marcus Reed, CEO of Imperial Group. Younger than Samuel by a decade, sharp-eyed and perpetually restless, Marcus radiated the controlled intensity of a man who ran a multi-billion-dollar empire.Both men turned when Logan entered.And both immediately bowed."Mr. Mercer," Samuel said, his voice carrying genuine respect. "Thank you for comin
Chapter 7
The lobby went silent.Vivian blinked. "What?""Samuel Wright and Marcus Reed," Logan continued, his voice calm, "invited me to dinner. On the top floor. We just finished."Vivian stared at him like he had just spoken in a foreign language.Then she laughed. Loud and utterly dismissive."You?" She shook her head, her eyes bright with mockery. "You expect me to believe that Samuel Wright — the Samuel Wright — and the CEO of Imperial Group invited you to dinner? You?"Brandon laughed too. "That's the most pathetic lie I've ever heard."Logan didn't respond. He simply turned and walked toward the exit.Behind him, Vivian's voice suddenly turned sharper, laced with something beyond mockery."You know what's truly pathetic, Logan?" she called out, her heels clicking against the marble as she followed him. "It's not just that you're poor. It's not just that you're useless. It's that you're also a liar and a cheater."Logan stopped.He turned slowly, his expression unreadable. "What are you
Chapter 8
Logan stood perfectly still, the weight of revelation pressing down on him like a physical force.The ring.Emma Laurent had lost a ring years ago. A ring that Vivian had stolen. A ring that matched the one Logan had carried with him for over a decade as the only proof that genuine kindness existed in the world.Emma was the girl who had saved him.Not Vivian.Emma.He looked at her now — standing at the entrance with her worn suit and her desperate hope, clutching that portfolio like it was the last chance she had left in the world. Her face was flushed with humiliation from Vivian's accusations, but there was still fire in her eyes. Still strength.She had saved him once when he had nothing.And now she was the one who needed saving.Emma's brow furrowed as Vivian's words sank in. "A ring?" she murmured, almost to herself. "I did lose a ring years ago. I thought I'd just misplaced it, but—""Oh, spare me," Vivian snapped. "You 'lost' it. Right. Just like you 'accidentally' started s
Chapter 9
Chapter 9The lobby went deathly silent.Vivian stared at him like he had just slapped her. "Excuse me?"Brandon stepped forward, his face flushing with anger. "Who the hell do you think you are, talking like that? You're nobody. You have no right to—""Mr. Reed," Logan said, ignoring Brandon entirely and looking directly at Marcus. "I think there's been a misunderstanding about who deserves Imperial Group's support."Marcus's expression didn't change, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes — acknowledgment, perhaps. Understanding.Vivian laughed, the sound brittle and disbelieving. She looked around at the crowd, as if seeking confirmation that this was as insane as it sounded. "Oh my God. You've completely lost your mind, haven't you? You think you can just waltz in here and tell the CEO of Imperial Group who he should and shouldn't partner with?""You're nothing, Logan," Brandon added, his voice dripping with contempt. He gestured at the watching crowd. "Everyone here kn
Chapter 10
The lobby of Vantage had transformed into something resembling a public execution.Vivian and Brandon stood in the center of the marble floor, surrounded by Marcus Reed's bodyguards, while the sound of open-handed slaps echoed through the space like drum beats.Vivian's face was already swelling, red marks blooming across her cheeks like bruises. Tears streamed down her face, smearing her carefully applied makeup into dark streaks. Her hair had come loose from its elegant arrangement, falling in disheveled strands around her shoulders.Brandon was in worse shape. His lip was split, blood trickling down his chin. Both of his eyes were beginning to puff up, and he could barely stand without swaying.The restaurant's other patrons had gathered at a safe distance, watching in horrified silence. Nobody moved. Nobody spoke. The only sounds were the slaps, Vivian's sobbing, and Brandon's ragged breathing.Crack.Another strike landed across Vivian's face.She let out a strangled cry, her kne