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On the day Clara learns her family has traded her future to repay a debt, she makes a desperate decision—one that binds her life to a complete stranger. A marriage. Not for love. Not for money. But for freedom. Across the courtroom stands Adrian Kane, a cold billionaire CEO cornered by his grandfather's relentless demand to settle down. With nothing in common except desperation, two strangers sign a marriage certificate and walk away, believing they'll never see each other again. Fate has other plans. When Clara's path collides with Adrian's once more, buried secrets begin to surface. Hunted by the powerful man who refuses to let her go, betrayed by the family that sold her, and caught in a world where trust is more dangerous than lies, Clara soon realizes that escaping her past was only the beginning. Adrian has spent his life believing love is a weakness. Clara has learned that trusting the wrong people can destroy you. Neither of them expected a marriage on paper to become the greatest risk of their lives. But when enemies close in and hidden truths threaten to tear them apart, will they continue pretending to be strangers... Or will the vows they signed in desperation become the only thing worth fighting for?

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My boss, who made me work overtime every single day, finally got what was coming to him. Somehow, he got connected to my new keyboard. It was like he was synced to it. His face flushed red, his eyes brimming with tears. "Don't type anymore," he begged. I just smiled and nudged the mouse. "Don't move the mouse either!" 'Do you expect me to just stop because you said so? Wouldn't that make me look pathetic?' I thought to myself. I kept working until midnight. Just as I was about to leave, I glanced down. The carpet at my boss's feet was soaked through. I figured he must have knocked over his glass of water.

On my second day of employment at the city hall, I took over my colleague’s tasks. A young man came requesting for a new copy of his marriage certificate. It was far from his first visit. My colleague, Bernard Anderson, laughed. “This is the 99th time he’s here to get a copy of his marriage certificate again! We have all of his information ready, so the process wouldn’t take long.” I was stunned. “99th time?” Bernard laughed. “That’s right. He married a rich older woman. They always fought, and they would tear up their marriage certificate whenever they fought. “He’s so immature. Only an older lady would be able to tolerate him. I heard his wife is from the wealthiest family of our city, the Jameson family.” Immediately, I frowned. “The Jameson family has always kept a very low profile. Is his wife a fraud?” Bernard immediately stopped me from talking. “Don’t say that, she’s the rightful successor of the Jameson family, Mae Jameson.” I was stunned. My phone slipped from my hand and fell onto the desk. It was a photo of Mae and I on my lockscreen. Before me, the young man’s face fell. He snatched my phone. “Who are you? Why do you have a photo with my wife?”