Chapter 1 Chapter 1 : 36 55 vouchers At the Yeats residence in Hinchester , a voice sounded in Abigail Quinn's ear . " Ms. Quinn , time to change . Mr. and Mrs. Yeats are almost home . " Amy Smith , the domestic worker , stood at the door , afraid to turn on the light in the dark bedroom . She saw Abigail leaning against the headboard , holding a tablet in her hands . The flickering light played on Abigail's delicate face , which showed no emotion . Just as Amy thought Abigail hadn't heard and was about to repeat herself , Abigail sat up and turned on the light . Amy stepped into the room , the stifling air rushing into her lungs and making her gasp . The room used to be a storage room , windowless and without air conditioning . Amy wiped the sweat from her brow and forced a smile . " It's your birthday today . Your classmates are waiting outside . " Abigail set the tablet down . " Clothes ," she said , her voice raspy . Amy quickly handed a dress over with both hands . In that brief moment , she broke into a fresh sweat , but Abigail's face stayed clear and radiant , glowing beautifully in the light . Abigail took the dress and tossed it back in under three seconds . " It reeks , " she said . More precisely , it smelled like Charlotte Yeats . Amy felt awkward as she thought , ' Mrs. Yeats is usually generous , yet with Ms. Quinn , she turns inexplicably stingy . Ms. Quinn has been back for two months , and yet Mrs. Yeats , as her own mother , hasn't bought her a single new outfit .' She replied , " I'll fetch another one right now . " Abigail looked resigned as Amy hurried off to grab another piece . The new outfit still had its packaging on . Abigail could tell at a glance what had happened . " You bought this ? " she asked . Amy's cheeks flushed red with embarrassment . A few hundred bucks couldn't compare to thousands or tens of thousands - it showed in the touch . " If it's not to your liking- " " It's fine ," Abigail cut her off and opened the package . The scent of new clothes hit her . It was the first time anyone had ever bought her new clothes . Cheap as they were , they fit perfectly . Amy styled Abigail's hair herself , leaving strands on both sides . She braided them into pigtails , pulled them back , and fastened them with a bow . 11:16 Wed , Sep 17 Chapter 1 36 55 vouchers Abigail's hair fell to her waist , naturally wavy . The hairstyle made her look like a princess torn from the pages of a magazine - sweet , girl - next - door charm and all . Amy muttered in her mind , ' So why don't Mr. and Mrs. Yeats like such a sweet , pretty girl ? ' Then , she said , " Ms. Quinn , today is the last day of your probation period . After this , you'll be a full member of the Yeats family . Mr. and Mrs. Yeats will treat you just like they do to Ms. Yeats . " Amy had never heard of a long - lost daughter having a probation period after coming home . Abigail stared at Amy without a word . Her eyes were calm and still . Amy knew she'd spoken out of turn again . ***** In the living room , Charlotte was opening the cake just delivered from the bakery with a few close friends . The guests for the birthday party were girls from Class 3 , Grade 12 , but Abigail didn't know any of them well . She had few friends at Hinchester High School or even in Hinchester . Charlotte had invited some close friends specifically . Lily Jensen , one of Charlotte's friends , suddenly asked , " Charlotte , last time for your birthday , your parents gave you a custom Gaia limited edition . What special outfit did they get for her today ? " Charlotte smiled , " She's true Yeats blood . Whatever my parents give her won't be any less than what I got ." Deep down , she muttered , ' I carefully picked out Abigail's birthday dress . I've worn it many times before , and it has a stain right in the most awkward spot . Someone as ignorant as her might think it's high - end fashion !' " She added , " Today is Abigail's first birthday . Lily , record a video on your phone as a keepsake . " Charlotte wore a chilling , wicked smile on her lips . But just as the smile formed , Abigail appeared , and Charlotte froze . ' What's Abigail wearing ? Why isn't she in the dress I prepared ? ' she thought to herself . Her friends froze , too . Someone thought , ' I have to admit that Abigail is stunning . With a bit of grooming , she outshines the prettiest girl in school . Abigail's breathtaking face made even cheap clothes look high - end . Lily stared for a long time but couldn't tell if the dress was the new outfit from some brand . Charlotte gritted her teeth quietly and thought , ' You dodged that one , but I've got more up 11:16 Wed , Sep 17 Chapter 1 my sleeve . ' : 36 55 vouchers She strolled forward , tugged Abigail into the living room , and said , " Abigail , you look stunning today ." Yet her eyes darted upstairs . The Yeats family's living room boasted a soaring 23 - foot ceiling that opened to the second floor . Just then , a young man clutching a bucket peeked out from behind the railing . It was a bucket of red paint , but Charlotte had secretly blended in strong glue . She wondered , ' If it hits your hair , it's no big deal . You can just shave it off . But on your skin ? That's real trouble . The stain wouldn't fade for months .' Charlotte smirked coldly , positioning Abigail right under the young man , Shawn Yeats . Charlotte knew very well that the moment he acted , the birthday girl would become the laughingstock of the day . She aimed to show those who gossiped behind her back - accusing her of taking what wasn't hers - exactly who the real Yeats heiress was . However , in the next instant , she and Abigail swapped places . Shawn was about to yell for her to move aside when something struck his knee . A jolt of pain hit him , and he toppled backward . The bucket in his hands slammed into him , splattering paint all over . Drops fell from the railing , landing right on Charlotte's face as she flinched and looked up in shock . Charlotte screamed , " Oh , my face ! " She was scared her face would be ruined . Struggling to rise , Shawn found the floor slick with sticky paint and glue . His feet slipped , and he tumbled down the stairs . The living room descended into chaos . Meanwhile , Simon and Evelyn were returning from Sunday service . The moment they stepped out of the car , they heard screams coming from the villa . Storming inside , they found their son lying in a pool of " blood " and their daughter smeared with " blood ." Party guests rushed to help - some lifting him , others wiping him down . Only Abigail stood untouched in the center of the room , unmoved . " Abigail , how dare you ! " Evelyn roared , fury coursing through her . Simon realized it wasn't blood but red paint . " What on earth happened ? " he demanded . Charlotte wiped her face , sobbing , " Mom , I just wanted to give Abigail a nice birthday . I never thought ... never thought ... " Shawn was dazed but unhurt . He scrambled up , pointing at Abigail . " Mom , Dad , Abigail pushed me down the stairs . She's trying to kill me to steal the family fortune . Kick her out 11:16 Wed , Sep 17 Chapter 1 now . " : 36 55 vouchers Lily jumped in to back him up . " Mr. and Mrs. Yeats , I swear Abigail pushed Shawn down . " With that , she kept frantically winking at the others . Though they couldn't lie outright , they wouldn't dare tell the truth . Evelyn snapped , " I warned you not to keep Abigail . Look what she's done to our happy home . " Amy hurried from the backyard . At the sight of the mess , a shiver ran down her spine - more trouble brewing . " Ms. Quinn , speak up . Tell them you haven't done a thing , " she exclaimed in panic . Abigail glanced at her and finally said , " Yes , I pushed him ." Amy was left at a loss for words . Evelyn seized on the opportunity and said , " See ? She admitted it . I can't believe she even hurt her own brother . Honey , we can't have her here . " Abigail gave her a cool look and continued , " I pushed him upstairs and then floated down without touching a step . " Everyone looked from the red paint splattered on the stairs to her spotless shoes , knowing her words were blatant mockery . " If you don't believe me , there's a video over there , " Abigail said , pointing at Lily . Lily quickly deleted files on her phone . " Where ? Don't frame me . " Abigail just gave her a cold smile . Evelyn turned crimson with rage but couldn't utter another word . AD Comment Send gift No Ads 11:16 Wed , Sep 17 Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Title: After Divorce, My Ex-Wife Became a Billionaire In "After Divorce, My Ex-Wife Became a Billionaire" by CrushReel, the story revolves around Claire, who conceals her immense wealth to marry Milo for love. 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