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Mrs. Caelan Mercer

last update Veröffentlichungsdatum: 19.09.2026 01:17:46

The forged name change was more than an insult.

It was an attack on Caelan’s right to inherit Voss Industries.

Octavian’s succession rules required the next chairman to carry the Voss family name at the time of appointment. By altering the marriage registry to show that Caelan had adopted my surname, someone had created grounds to remove him from consideration.

“It won’t survive a legal challenge,” Helena said.

We sat inside Caelan’s office at Voss headquarters while reporters gathered outside.
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    I read the agreement twice.Then I placed it before Father.“You knew they intended me for Lucien.”“I knew they wanted to control your marriage. Lucien’s name was added later.”“The handwriting is fifteen years old.”“The original name was covered.”Halden looked amused.“Gideon still believes changing details changes the truth.”Father ignored him.“When I received that agreement, the selected heir had not been identified. Someone added Lucien after Evelyn returned to the family.”“Why Lucien?” I asked.“Because he connected Vale and Voss blood,” Halden replied. “Your marriage would have united three founding lines. Selene’s child would connect the fourth.”“Depending on the father.”Halden’s eyes revealed nothing.Caelan took the document.“And where did I fit?”“You didn’t.”The blunt answer changed the tension in the room.“Evelyn had two sons,” Halden continued. “Crowne required one heir. Lucien was older, easier to influence, and legally tied to Vale. Caelan was unnecessary.”T

  • Reborn as the Ruthless Heir’s Contract Wife   My Father’s Old Enemy

    Caelan moved between Halden and me.The gesture was instinctive.Halden noticed.“This is why Evelyn failed,” he said. “The Voss men always confuse protection with possession.”Caelan’s voice became dangerously calm.“You entered my wife’s company and claimed she belongs to you.”“Not to me. To Crowne.”“No person belongs to an organisation.”“That belief makes you sentimental, not correct.”Father ordered security to remove Halden.He lifted one hand.“If I leave before we finish, the lenders holding Mercer debt will receive proof that Gideon concealed one hundred and eighty-six million dollars in unauthorised payments.”“You stole the money,” I said.“But his credentials approved it. His auditors accepted it. His company claimed the expenses on official records.”He had designed the theft so exposing him would also damage Father.“Why did you come?” I asked.“To repeat an offer.”“The one Father rejected?”“A modern version.”He placed a black folder on the table.Caelan did not all

  • Reborn as the Ruthless Heir’s Contract Wife   Fifteen Years of Missing Money

    The stolen money did not appear in any ordinary audit.Each transfer was too small to attract attention on its own. Some were recorded as insurance payments, others as consulting fees, property maintenance, charitable donations, or currency adjustments.Together, they formed a slow financial wound.Fifteen years.More than one hundred and eighty transfers.Father had authorised none of them.“How did the auditors miss this?” I asked.We sat inside the secured boardroom at Mercer Holdings. Caelan, Helena, Mara, Father, and two independent forensic accountants examined the records.One accountant enlarged the transaction map.“The payments did not leave through a single department. They moved through shipping, insurance, payroll, the foundation, and private trusts. No auditor saw the entire pattern.”“Someone inside the company coordinated it,” Caelan said.Father stared at the account numbers.“Halden designed our financial controls.”“Before you dismissed him,” I said.“Yes. He knew w

  • Reborn as the Ruthless Heir’s Contract Wife   Footsteps Behind Me

    Caelan drew his weapon before the third knock ended.Mara signalled the officers outside.They surrounded the vehicle, but no one stood beside my door.The rain had turned the ground to mud. A line of footprints began less than a metre from the vehicle and continued toward the cathedral ruins.There were no prints leading toward us.Only away.“Someone stood here,” I said.Mara crouched beside the tracks.“Or created them after the rain began.”The prints were deep enough to belong to a man wearing heavy boots. Each step was evenly spaced, too perfect for someone running from armed security.Caelan ordered everyone back from the trail.“It’s meant to draw us away.”A security officer checked beneath the vehicle.A small black box had been attached beside my door.Not an explosive.A speaker.The footsteps had been recorded.Crowne had manufactured the sound to make us believe someone moved around the vehicle.Inside the box was a silver coin engraved with curtains on one side and a cr

  • Reborn as the Ruthless Heir’s Contract Wife   The Message Caelan Hid

    The medical report remained open on the computer.PATIENT STATUS AFTER RIVER RECOVERY: ALIVE.TRANSFER AUTHORISED BY: GIDEON MERCER.TIME OF DEATH: FIFTY-SEVEN MINUTES AFTER TRANSFER.My father had been alive after the river.So had I.And according to the report, he had removed me from the clinic shortly before I died.I called him immediately.Father answered on the third ring.“Elara?”“Where are you?”“At Mercer House. Mara assigned six guards to watch me, so I doubt I’m going anywhere.”His attempt at humour failed.“Did you take me from a clinic on the night I died?”Silence followed.Not confusion.Not shock.Silence.“Elara,” he said carefully, “what did you find?”Caelan reached for my phone.I moved away.“Answer me.”“I have never taken you from any clinic.”“In this timeline or the first one?”His breathing changed.I had never openly admitted the truth to him. I had offered warnings, dreams, and incomplete explanations, but I had not told Father I remembered burying him a

  • Reborn as the Ruthless Heir’s Contract Wife   Crowne Knows You Remember

    I studied the photograph until my eyes hurt.Caelan carried me away from the river, my wet hair hanging over his arm. Blood covered his shirt. Behind him, the bridge burned beneath the storm.The image had been taken after the moment I remembered dying.“You saved me,” I said.We sat inside the mobile security unit outside the cathedral. Rain struck the roof while investigators searched the ruins.Caelan did not deny it.“I pulled you from the car.”“But I died.”“Yes.”“Where?”His eyes held mine.“I cannot answer that yet.”“Crowne already knows what happened. Your silence protects them more than me.”“It protects information they are trying to confirm.”“What information?”“Whether you remember the period after the river.”“I don’t.”“Then they must continue believing that.”The logic was cold but clear.If Crowne thought part of my memory remained hidden, they might reveal more while trying to provoke it.“What happened after you saved me?” I asked.“You were alive.”“For how long

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