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she asked, scolding him. "Mom..." Morgan murmured. "Let's not talk about this here." "It seems you and this girl have something going on, I'm just warning her as well. Liara is the wife of Ambassador Mota, the same man who has the power to authorize the research and tests that Morgan funds. Do you know how many lives he has saved? And one of them was mine, and..." she caught her breath before speaking. "I know he is not ready to go to war with Liara because he knows she can interfere with that, and I am less ready for it. Have you thought about what would happen if all the billion-dollar research stopped being funded?"

“This is a legally binding contract. You will be my wife for six months. Publicly. You’ll attend events with me, live in my residence, and wear my name. But you will not interfere in my business, ask personal questions, or overstep your role.” I nodded slowly, trying to absorb each word. “In exchange, your mother will receive full medical coverage. The agreed sum will be deposited upon signing. An additional bonus will be provided at the end of six months.” I froze. “Additional bonus?” He tilted his head slightly. “A million dollars. If you fulfill all terms without breaching the contract.” I nearly choked. A million? Was this man serious? Who gives a million dollars to a stranger? “I don’t

you are thinking right, it's Morgan! Morgan is very hardworking and loyal. He is one of the best fighter's and has tge responsibility of training new recruits. He is the oldest among all of them as a 26 years old. But, he considers age as a number and try to learn from Zieve as much as he can. He has sworn by his life to protect Zieve from anything and everything, since the day he saved his life.

“ I would only go through with it, if Mrs Williams is involved.” I folded my arms. “If this is your idea of flattery, it doesn't move me” “It’s respect,” Lucan corrected. “And it’s why the partnership will be threefold. Your company anchors it. Without you, there is no deal.” Archie turned to me, anger flickering in his orbs like he was daring me to say something wrong, and maybe because I had a highly Irritable day. I shake my head.

It was a far cry from her days of fear. "His uncle is Hubert Braun," Morgan said. "The man controls a third of the world's import-export channels! "He's started his revenge! Our partners are cancelling contracts, our capital chain is snapping, and the company's doomed!" He paused, his expression shifting. "Wait… No… There's still hope." Morgan's voice was shaking as he turned to look at Tracie. "You two were together for years. He can't have moved on that quickly. "Do whatever it takes to beg for his forgiveness right now. If you can't bring him back, don't bother coming home."

Stella Harris on the other hand, was going through her marriage certificate at her new home. Looking at his name, Chris Morgan, she could only think of a particular family but she wasn't sure. She then brought out her phone to check if she would find his name online. Typing his name, she was surprised to see that he had no social media account but his name was all over the finance space on the internet. Checking his family background, she was shocked when she saw some pictures. He was actually from the famous Morgan Clan. Chris Morgan was the only son and the current president.

Thinking about it, I quickly crossed to get to the classroom door, but at that moment my body collided with something completely hard and muscular. "What the fuck?" I grunted before looking up shakily. As soon as I saw the face of the figure in front of me, my stomach began to turn. Morgan Walter, the high school bastard who only spent his days making me unhappy. Morgan was the brother of my older brother's best friend, so all my life I've had to deal with Morgan. He and his brother are the sons of Garret Walker, the wealthiest and most powerful man in the country. They even say that the man is in the habit of wiping out anyone who would challenge him, his sons being idiots who spend their d

At the proof that someone Adriana was working with had sold her out for money. He’d helped destroy her reputation because Victoria Castellano had written a check. "Why would he do it?" I asked. "Morgan's been with that company for years. Why throw it away now?" Connor's finger clicked away with speed. Later, he pulled up medical records. Insurance claims. Hospital bills. "His daughter. Emily Morgan. Twelve years old was diagnosed with a rare genetic disorder two years ago. Treatment costs are astronomical and she needed experimental therapy that is not covered by insurance."