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Lily says, as though waiting for me to start laughing and saying I pranked her or something, but I remain dead serious. “Like a corpse. I feel so trapped and unhappy,” I continue, “a new competition is driving out my parents out of business so they have to join their pharmaceutical company with the Wolfs, and I’m just collateral damage.” “The Wolfs?” she asks. I nod. She pauses. “Wait. Are you talking about The Wolf? AKA Baxter Wolf?” There we go again. “The one and only.” “Well, I’d marry him for free.” Lily says and I glare at her.

She heard from many of her friends that young billionaires are known to flirt with girls and replace them like the ties on their shirts. Scarlett was a displaced girl immersed with problems up to her head. She thought he was planning to take her with him and exploit her helpless situation. Ace could see reels turning in Scarlett's head. He had an idea of what she was thinking about him. Ace did not know whether he had to go angry or laugh at the stupid girl. Normally he would not spend a second more with such sort of foolish people who doubted him in business. He is a damn billionaire who earns millions every day and every second is important to him but for this girl for whom he was going be

“Enough to set you up for life. You won’t have to work another day if you don’t want to. Just...don’t keep the baby.” For a moment, she said nothing, her expression unreadable. Then, to my surprise, she gave a bitter laugh. “Two million dollars,” she repeated, shaking her head. “It’s a fair offer,” I said, though my voice lacked conviction. She looked up at me, her eyes cold and calculating. “Fine,” she said finally. “I’ll do it. But don’t think for a second that money makes this right.” I nodded stiffly, the weight of her words settling heavily on my shoulders. This wasn’t about being right. It was about damage control. And as much as I hated how things had unfolded, I knew there was no tur

“And to top it all, Shawn’s bitchy ex had the guts to apologise. Do you even know what that means, mama?” “The hatred everyone has for Cassie would be replaced with love and she fucking addressed that good for nothing slave as ‘Gorgeous’?” “I thought Billionaires tend to get married to their fellow rich people. Why is Shawn so different? I feel so sad whenever I think of how he spoke about her in that broadcast. I want to believe he doesn’t love her for real. Nothing is seriously adding up.” I brought my hands to the corners of my eyes, gently wiping my tears. “The alternative plan was for you to get involved with Donald. But guess what? He trashed us as well as our outfits. We lost, Mama. C

“We… we were friends. For a short time. She—Dr. Allison Reed—came to me for help.” I stared at her, breath shallow. “What kind of help?” Her eyes flickered before she admitted, “She offered me half of her fortune. Just to take you in.” Her voice trembled—shame and bitterness tangled together. “We needed the money, so I agreed.” The world tilted beneath me. So I was bought. Raised because they needed the money. Not because they wanted me. A hollow ache pressed into my stomach. “Did Dad know?” “Yes,” Bethany whispered. “He knew everything.”

I'll do well to carry you along. The Billionaire's Unwanted Wife 2 (Marrying Him For Revenge) This Book Can Be Read As A Standalone Synopsis I married him, again. My abusive ex-husband. He ruined me, he abused me, he molested me, he took almost everything from me, and then made me have his babies. And then, I married him again. We reconciled after my twin sister whom he did all these for left him, we reconciled and I married him again. I'm officially Mrs. Ford, this time with no commas. And I shall have my revenge. I shall destroy every bits of him left, the ones my twin sister left couldn't.

As if the woman lying in pain wasn’t his wife. Hazel lay there on the cold floor, surrounded by scattered clothes. The maid wanted to help but was afraid of Xander. The pain in her body was nothing compared to the pain in her heart. She looked at the ceiling, her vision getting dark. How long can I endure this? she thought weakly. I am the Billionaire’s Unwanted Wife. I have everything money can buy, yet I have nothing at all. No love. No respect. No care. But even then, she was still holding on. She was still hoping… maybe… just maybe… one day, he would look at her and see her worth.

“Don't start with that clueless act. Bitch, don't play dumb with me. You're the reason they were screaming down the hall, aren't you?” It was so absurdly delusional I almost laughed. Me? The catalyst for a billionaire family feud? Honey, I didn't even know these people knew each other until about ten minutes ago, the same way and time she probably did, too. “Rhea Sullivan, you really think highly of yourself, don't you?” I scoffed, crossing my arms. “Babe, come back when your conspiracy theories actually make sense. Until then, I'd really like to take a nap, so take your unhinged circus elsewhere.”

He looked small and pathetic, like a broken man who had tried to play God and lost. We emerged into the cold night air, the rain washing away the blood and the grime of the bunker. We stood in the parking lot as the silence between us grew thick and heavy. "What now?" I asked, leaning into Alaric. "We have no money, no names and a sister who is a professional assassin." Maia looked at us, her expression unreadable. "Now, we do what our father never could. We are going to build an empire that doesn't require a sacrifice."

James straightened and adjusted his cufflinks "He loves you. Really loves you. I've never seen him like this. So desperate. So willing to burn his entire legacy for a girl so far beneath him she might as well be underground." "Get. Out." "I'm leaving." He walked to the door and looked back. "But remember this. You're the problem. Every bad thing that's happened since you showed up is because you brought your poverty, your drama, your weakness into his life." He opened the door. "He'll destroy himself for you. That's his plan. To take the fall. Ruin his name. All to save you from consequences you earned. And you'll let him. Because that's what weak people do. They take advantage of the strong