THE ACCIDENTAL BILLIONAIRE
I held my ground and rolled my eyes. "Actually, no. I came to let you all know that I'm officially married."
The room fell silent for a moment. Then, my dad, Richard Branson, stood up, his face a mix of incredulity and anger. "You're lying."
"Am I?" I said, pulling out the marriage certificate and placing it on the table. "Here's the proof."
Clara snatched the document, scanning it with her sharp eyes while my stepsister Sabrina peered over her shoulder. Sabrina's mouth twisted into a cruel smile. "Married already? That's rich. Who's the poor fool you managed to trap?"
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