Awake, Rise, And Counterattack After My Husband's Betrayal

Five years ago, Kyla Spencer was a top lawyer in the legal business. To save Gerald Spencer, who was then just a poor medical student in a PhD study, she risked her career and managed to clear his name from false accusations by a global medical giant.

The cost was high; she offended the influential people and was secretly poisoned, losing her voice forever, making it impossible for her to stand in court again.

Kyla hid her talent and quietly became Gerald's quiet girlfriend.

After five years, Gerald had become a leading figure in the medical field, but his tenderness and patience now belonged to another woman.

Wearing a white dress to look innocent and pure, his junior schoolmate mocked Kyla, "I heard you were a formidable lawyer back in the day. You certainly don't look like it now."

Gerald, with a voice as cold as ice, defined Kyla's sacrifice as a burden. "Kyla, I need a partner who can stand by my side, not a patient I have to care for."

As the love of the past turned into a piercing blade, Kyla thought she would drown in silent despair until an email from her former colleague was received. "Do you still want to know why that company was willing to spend a fortune to falsely accuse a penniless student back then?"

It turned out she had lost more than her voice and love. What she had once protected with her life was a meticulously orchestrated scam from beginning to end.

This time, Kyla would no longer remain silent.

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Gerald's celebration banquet was held at a luxurious revolving rooftop restaurant atop the tallest building in Harppek.

The chandeliers sparkled like a sea of stars, amidst the fragrance of perfume and the clatter of glasses and lively chatter.

Gerald stood at the center of the crowd in a perfectly tailored suit, engaging in lively conversation with several business tycoons.

He was undoubtedly the star of the evening, as the new drug developed by his team would bring billions in profits to the Paragon Group behind him.

Kyla sat quietly in a booth in the corner, like a shadow in the background, completely out of place with the surrounding buzz.

She wore a simple black long dress, her unadorned face appearing somewhat colorless under the dazzling lights.

She simply watched Gerald, her gaze penetrating the crowd to rest on his confident profile.

Five years had passed, and he was no longer the helpless and stubborn, poor student in a faded shirt standing in court.

"Gerald, Brineprist University called again just now, inviting you to give an academic talk next month," a sweet female voice rose beside him.

It was Aubrey Sullivan, Gerald's most valued junior schoolmate, and a core member of his team.

Aubrey wore a white gauzy dress today, her long hair cascading down, her face showing the perfect amount of admiration and affection, naturally standing closest to Gerald, as if she were the hostess of the party.

Gerald