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“Got it.” Vanessa figured any woman who could be bought wasn’t a threat. “If that’s all, I’m leaving,” Jane said, picking up the check and giving Vanessa a pointed look before walking out. As soon as she stepped outside, she bumped into the manager. He looked cautious. “All done?” Jane smiled slightly. “Manager, please tell the company that Mrs. Young from rising sun tech company was impressed by the project and is awarding one million dollars as a bonus to all employees.”

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My chest tightened as I stared at the headline that flashed across the screen. “Billionaire Marries Mystery Woman – Scandal Erupts” Then another. “Homewrecker? Questions Surround Vera Gold” My fingers curled slightly at my sides. “No…” It was everywhere. Every screen I checked, every angle, and they all made me look guilty. I swallowed hard as my throat went dry. “They are all lying?” I whispered, “Why?” Besides me, I felt Sylas go still. Then, his expression darkened, “Of course,” he whispered under his breath, “It has started,”

Alexander asked, stepping towards the closed balcony doors. Lucas nodded his response. “Yes, Young Master. It has triple security, controlled access so no one gets in without clearance.” Alexander ran a hand along the door knob before opening it. The balcony was nice, airy but very secure. “And inside?” Lucas gave a small smile, he was proud of the apartment. “The inside is fully stocked, has a private gym and enough space so she doesn’t feel like a prisoner.” Alexander’s gaze went straight to the woman standing near the kitchen. Lucas had told him that her name was Lilian.

“Montgomery Winery is hosting a gala on Wednesday. I hope you are planning to be there because they are our business partners." “I really do not have to but if you want me to, I will go. After all you are the boss.” He replied without looking up. Avery studied him, realizing hat he was being too agreeable. Aaron never agreed to anything he says unless he wanted him out of his hair and wanting him out of his hair meant he was doing something he wasn’t supposed to be doing. Without warning, Avery walked to him and took the document underneath the one he was working on. “What the hell. Avery!” Aaron exclaimed, leaving his seat immediately. Avery read through the front page of the document and r

"Of course not, sis! We've been busy, but we are here now. Miranda's expression turned serious. "So, everything's fine? No secrets?" Mia and Isabella exchanged a nervous glance. They forced matching smiles. Isabella said, "All is well, Miranda, no secret." Miranda raised an eyebrow. "Really? You're not hiding something from me? "No girl, we aren't hiding anything from you," Mia assures her. Miranda's gaze dropped to Isabella's hand. Her eyes widened. "Wait, is that...a wedding ring?"

“Besides, I’m sure you’ll text me at some point. You’ve been texting me ever since I gave you my number.” I sensed that he liked it when I called him out. I think it was the challenge and the way I pushed back instead of giving in. Most women who sat in the presence of a billionaire were silent doormats, but not me. I remained true to myself and relentless when it came to getting answers. “My meeting’s getting ready to start here,” he said. “Hopefully this goes smoothly, and we’ll settle our strife quickly. I’m really not in the mood for anything but a nice dinner and conversation with a beautiful woman.”

"Relax, dear. We’re not here to hurt you." "What do you want from me?" "Nothing," she smirked. "But we have an offer for you." "An offer?" My voice was shaky. "What kind of offer?" "A non- negotiable one," she said. "One that could change your life," she continued, her tone dripping with false kindness. "We’re prepared to pay you one million dollars a month." I blinked, sure I’d misheard. "A million dollars? For what?" "To marry a man," she said simply.

Not just of the long nights and endless struggle, but of pretending she still believed everything would be fine. When her phone buzzed, she almost ignored it. But the name that flashed on the screen made her pulse skip. Unknown Number: > “Miss Morgan, I represent Mr. Ethan Blackwood. He would like to meet with you. Tonight.” Ava frowned. Ethan Blackwood—the billionaire hotel magnate every magazine in New York couldn’t stop talking about. Ruthless. Private. Too powerful to cross. What would a man like that want with a woman like her? Her hands trembled slightly as she typed a reply.