Addicted To My Secret Genius Wife

From the back cover

My father called me into the opulent living room just to announce that my arranged marriage had been given to my stepsister.

Olivia, wearing a smug smile in her Chanel suit, had stolen my fiancé. And as compensation, I was ordered to marry his older brother, Julian—a paralyzed outcast who lived in the neglected, rotting wing of the Sharpe estate.

When I refused to be tossed away like trash, my father used my only weakness.

"Sign the agreement. Otherwise, you know your brother's medical bills..."

My brother Ethan was lying in a hospital bed, trapped in his own body by a rare neurotoxin. I had no choice but to sign the paper and be shipped off to the Sharpe family that very night.

There, I was treated like a joke. The servants placed bets on my humiliation, and my new stepmother-in-law ambushed me with a public brunch to mock my country background.

They all thought I was just a docile, uneducated pawn they could bully and discard.

They didn't know about my perfect SAT score, my hidden Columbia University acceptance letter, or the jar of contaminated soil from my hometown I kept hidden in my bag. They didn't know I already understood the biochemistry of the poison destroying my brother's brain.

Looking at the arrogant family trying to step all over me, and my observant, wheelchair-bound husband who was slowly uncovering my secrets, I smiled coldly.

I didn't come to New York to be a trophy wife, I came for revenge.