“Then came the words that shattered her world.“I need a divorce,” Dennis said, his voice cold and bitter.Cardi froze.” ----Cardi Belmont was born into zillions—but all she ever wanted was real love.On the day the city waited to witness the union of two dynasties—Cardi Belmont and Alex Carlson—Cardi vanished.She didn’t want a marriage built on wealth or status.She wanted Dennis Blake. A simple man. A humble man. A man she believed would love her for who she was… not for her last name.In order to live a quiet life as the person Dennis believed her to be—a regular girl from nowhere—she gave up everything she had, including her mansion, name, and legacy. However, when Cardi eventually chooses to tell him the truth after two years of marriage, **he beats her to it**—with a truth of his own:He’s leaving her. For someone richer.Now, the woman who gave up everything for love has been dumped like a trash bag… and one question burns louder than all:How will Dennis react when he realizes he had dumped a wealthy lady for a rich one?

I signed a contract with the Devil to become the most beautiful and popular girl in Dewaton-Vile. The terms were clear: "Spend 24 hours beside a sleeping beast. If you can remain completely silent and not wake it, your wishes will be granted. But if it awakens, it will devour you alive." I accepted without hesitation—after all, death seemed preferable to being an ugly nobody in Dewaton-Vile. As the final seconds ticked away, my eyes were glued to my wristwatch, counting down to freedom. But then, out of nowhere, the beast woke up. All my dreams shattered in an instant. I frowned, accepting my fate as the beast overpowered me and devoured me whole. I was certain I had died. But somehow, I was still conscious—in a dark, desolate place. HELL. And I wasn’t alone. The Devil was there, waiting for me. I can’t recall the details of our conversation, but in the blink of an eye, my eyes burst open like they’d been forcibly shut. I was back in my room, lying on my bed. It wasn’t a dream—I swear. Everything feels different now. And there’s one undeniable visible change: the name "Lilith" is now tattooed on my wrist.