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Betrayed By Husband And Son: Rise Of A Billionaire Wife Destroying Ryan
Ryan~Ryan sat alone in his hotel suite at Luxehaven, staring at the blinking screen of his tablet. Another notification. Another disaster. He didn’t even open it. He already knew what it’d say.More trouble. More fire.It was like everything he built – public, secret, illegal – was falling apart, one piece at a time.Few days ago, a fire suddenly broke out in MFR Resort, that dummy beach resort. A place he used to launder money and hide certain people when needed. The east wing burned down. No suspects. No footage. Just smoke and fire. He managed to keep the news under wrap and away from the public but he lost more than just money. Then came the issue at Skyrise, his fancy penthouse service in the Northern region. Some nosy journalist stayed for two nights, then suddenly dropped a whole damn report online. Said there were unlicensed rebuilds, health code violations, and even hinted that high-class escort services ran through the suites. That news spread fast, in the whole of North.
Betrayed By Husband And Son: Rise Of A Billionaire Wife First Date
Adele~“First, start branding your illustrations. Watermark them. Add your name, your logo, even a short tagline if you’ve got one. Make sure people can trace the design back to you, not just some vague festival memory.”I sat up straighter. “That’s actually smart…”“Second,” he continued, like he was reading from a playbook, “use social media. Not your resort’s pages. Yours. Post sketches. Reels of your drawing process. Polls for engagement, time-lapses, behind-the-scenes. Build a story around your brand. People don’t just buy clothes. They buy emotions, identity, dreams.”“Thirdly, have a QR code on every illustration that links to your portfolio,” he said, as casually as if he were commenting on the weather. “Or to a landing page that shows your collection, your story. Someone sees a sketch they like, they scan, and boom—they’re in your world.”“Even if you're not ready to sell yet, you can start building a following. Let people anticipate it.”I nodded slowly, absorbing every word
Betrayed By Husband And Son: Rise Of A Billionaire Wife Consultation F*e
Adele~“It's Luca. His name is Luca, stop murdering it,” that was all I could say after all my brain cells abandoned me. Detroit chuckled like he’d just caught a rabbit in a trap. “Luca, Lincoln, Lexington– I don’t care. He doesn’t exist.”I sighed, there was no reasoning with this man. Before he could tease me to death again, I quickly changed the topic. “Your company endorsed ours on Trendle this morning. Did you give the order?”“They did?” His surprise didn’t seem fake, but with Detroit West, you could never be sure.“Yeah,” I said, pulling out my phone, logged into Trendle with my official account and flipped the screen toward him. “They praised us after we posted about the Open Week Festival. It was a generous comment. Almost like they like us or something.”The post had reached millions. There were tens of thousands of comments, millions of likes, and thousands upon thousands of reposts.But it was the WestCorp comment that stole the show—it stayed pinned at the top, with mor
Betrayed By Husband And Son: Rise Of A Billionaire Wife Insufferable Husband
Adele~He looked exhausted. Years older than he should’ve.“He won’t stop,” Mark muttered. “You humiliated him today and that has given him a weapon to use against us.” He breathed through his nose, “But you're right. I've given him too much power over me.” I smiled, “That's the Mark I know.”He chuckled and rolled his eyes playfully. Just as he was about to leave, he paused, "About WestCorp, I've informed the team, and reached out to a few lawyers. Although we don't stand a chance against them, we at least can bargain a good deal.”I facepalmed, dragging my hand down my face. “Okay, got it.” He looked at me and shook his head, a fond yet exasperated look crossing his face. “You really have no idea what we’re getting into, do you?”“I never do,” I replied, grinning. He snorted, amused despite the tension in his body. “Just... don’t go picking a fight with WestCorp. They're not Louis. We'll just end up in the streets.”I cackled so hard I doubled over. Could Detroit really see his w
Betrayed By Husband And Son: Rise Of A Billionaire Wife A Small Revenge For Mark
Adele~“Instead,” I continued, “you came in here strutting like you own the coastline, offering to ‘save’ us from a problem we already solved. That’s not partnership. That’s vulturing.”His jaw clenched before his smirk returned. “Business is business, Mrs. Ford. And business evolves. My investors want in. Your little seaside charm is trending. It’s prime territory now.”This arrogant peacock. He was still side-stepping the real issue here! I let silence settle between us for a bit, thinking of something to hurt his ego and make him fold like he made Mark fold six months ago. Then, the near perfect reply clicked and I leaned in slightly, just enough for only him to hear: “You know what I find funny, Louis? The last time you were here, you strutted around the lobby like a peacock, talking down to my manager. I thought then, that you'd gotten a seat beside God in the seventh heaven, I thought nothing would ever make you crawl back and suck on your vomit.”His lips twitched.“And now y
Betrayed By Husband And Son: Rise Of A Billionaire Wife Louis Again
Adele~I rolled my eyes so hard I nearly saw last year.“Opportunity,” I muttered under my breath, placing my hands on my desk and leaning forward. “Did he specify if this ‘opportunity’ came with handcuffs or interpol?”The staff chuckled nervously. “No, ma’am. But he said it’s in everyone’s best interest if you hear him out.”“Of course he did.” I exhaled slowly, brushing invisible lint off my sleeve, then grabbed my phone. “Where is he now?”“Out front. Security’s keeping him away from the guests, but… he’s starting to gather attention.”Great. Just what we needed. First, it was Ryan and his mistress days ago, now Louis. At this rate, all my traumas would start showing up like Avengers.I walked briskly toward the front entrance, heels clicking on the wooden floor, spine straight like a pine tree. The air outside was cool, the sea breeze carrying hints of salt and distant laughter. A picture-perfect day. Manager Louis stood tall, wearing his favorite tactic: overconfidence. Tan bla
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