After My Runaway Groom's Betrayal, I Took His Empire

Synopsis

The Manhattan skyline stretched out before me, a collection of shimmering lights against the deepening twilight. As I stepped onto the rooftop garden, the scene unfolded like a fairy tale: thousands of roses arranged with meticulous precision, crystal champagne fountains catching the last rays of the setting sun, and a live string quartet playing my favorite melody from childhood. The air was fragrant with the scent of blooming flowers, mingling with the crisp autumn air. In the midst of this opulence, I wore an emerald dress, a deliberate choice—a color representing hope and wealth, though it would soon become synonymous with my vengeance. Ethan stood at the center of it all, his nervous energy palpable even from a distance. He signaled to the quartet, their melody softening as he took a deep breath. I watched him from across the garden, each step measured, my heart a contradictory mix of anticipation and caution. As I drew closer, the glint of candlelight reflected in his eyes, I noticed his phone screen illuminate with a name that ignited a familiar unease: "Olivia White." His expression faltered,