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No Longer Mrs. Cooley: The Architect's Return
I went to the City Clerk’s office for a routine copy of my marriage license to finalize a trust fund audit. I expected a simple piece of paper, but the clerk’s pitying look told me my entire life was a lie. "The license was never finalized, Ms. Oliver. In the eyes of the state, you are single." The three-hundred-guest wedding at the Plaza and the Vogue features meant nothing. My husband, Gray Cooley, had intentionally filed the documents with a "procedural defect" so he could discard me without a legal divorce. Moments later, an iCloud invite titled "Our Little Secret" popped up on my screen. It was a photo of my best friend, Brylee, holding a positive pregnancy test at our Hamptons estate. Gray’s text to her was the final blow: "Happy anniversary, babe. This baby is the best gift. Once the trust unlocks today, we’re done with the charade." I soon discovered they were even stealing my career, reassigning my architectural masterpiece to Brylee while preparing my eviction notice. Gray's mother called me a "barren mule" in a leaked recording, mocking the infertility I suffered after saving Gray’s life in a construction accident. I wasn't a wife; I was a three-year placeholder used to secure his inheritance. How could the man I bled for treat me like a disposable prop? How could my best friend carry his child while pretending to comfort me through my darkest moments? The betrayal burned until it turned into a cold, hard stone of fury. I didn't cry. Instead, I walked into the penthouse of the Barretts, the Cooleys' most powerful rivals. I signed a marriage contract with Kane Barrett, the man the tabloids called the "Beast of Wall Street." "I want a wedding," I told his father, my voice steady and lethal. "Bigger than the one I had with Gray." If they wanted me gone, they would have to watch me become the woman who owns their world."You're pregnant."
Lilah Phillips felt like she'd been sucker-punched. Those unexpected words from the doctor came as a shock. She'd chalked up her morning sickness to some nasty bug she picked up.
Seeing the stunned look on Lilah's face, the doctor went on, "It's crucial to decide if you want to continue with this pregnancy. If not, there are options like abortion."
Gathering herself, Lilah responded, "I'd like some prenatal vitamins, please."
With the prescribed pills in hand, she left the hospital, her thoughts drifting back to a fiery night from a month ago. Memories of her boyfriend's strong arms, warm body, and fierce thrusts swirled in her mind, making her cheeks turn pink.
This surprise baby might not have been planned, but it was a testament to her love for her boyfriend, Iker Lewis. She was dead set on keeping it.
Coming home and opening the door to her bedroom, Lilah was met with moans.
"Oh, Iker. Yes. Keep going."
Horror gripped her. She stormed into the room, her voice quivering with disbelief. "What... What on earth is going on here?"
Iker, caught off guard, pulled the covers over himself and the mystery woman.
Lilah's heart sank when she recognized the other woman.
It was her younger sister, Adaline Phillips.
Adaline had been lost as a kid and later found. Because of that, the family had practically worshipped the ground she walked on after she came back. Everything Lilah owned was hand-me-down from Adaline. But for her sister to go after her man? That was a stab Lilah never saw coming.
"Wait, Lilah, let me explain," Adaline said, her voice shaky. "It's not what it looks like. It's just that... I have strong feelings for Iker. I couldn't help myself. If you're going to be mad at anyone, be mad at me!"
Whack!
Without thinking, Lilah's hand connected with Adaline's cheek.
Adaline looked genuinely shocked. Holding her reddened cheek, she whimpered, "Lilah, take it out on me all you want. But please, don't hold it against Iker."
Iker's heart softened when he saw Adaline in distress. He pulled her into a gentle hug. "Lilah, she's your sister. How could you react like that? What happened between us, it was just a one-off thing."
Lilah's stomach churned, and she threw up on Iker's shoes.
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Fated To The World's Richest Man
The day Lilah found out that she was pregnant, she caught her fiancé cheating on her. Her remorseless fiancé and his mistress almost killed her. Lilah fled for her dear life. When she returned to her hometown five years later, she happened to save a little boy's life. The boy's father turned out to/1/101230/coverorgin.jpg?v=51ccfeab25c4fe21d442a3d5039184c6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Dumped by My Ex, Then I Married the Richest Man
Clarissa was ready to propose to Sebastian-for the eighteenth time. Six years of devotion, humiliation, and blind hope. She thought persistence would earn her love. Until she overheard him say, "I never loved her. She was just a tool-to get back at Aria." The next day, she walked into the marriage r/0/42471/coverorgin.jpg?v=28a887e30016dcf0adf059b93e4b97bc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Richest Alpha's Secret Twins
Alpha Leo, the wealthiest Alpah in the world, was force by his later mother to take Zyra as his wife. he never loved her for day, and when Charlie his mother died, Alpha got more strength to treat Zyra badly, he force her to sex, and at thesame time have his side chick live with them. while Zyra hit/0/39627/coverorgin.jpg?v=440e3b56c96237f4cda77e9aedbf3ee4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My husband is the richest CEO
"You foolish bitch, do you really think you can marry Henry?". Her mouth curved into a wicked smile as she lowered her head to look at Ashley. "I am the real daughter of the head of the Browns. You will never become the bright and shinning flower of the Brown family" she let out a low snort "It wou/0/1536/coverorgin.jpg?v=b2e48bc4c1f7faea7ed9b1eb8a8f0d93&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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A Twist Of Fate: Heir To The World's Wealthiest Man
Ever since I was a child, I had always been poor. Every time I came home from school, I would be met with the sight of my father busying himself in the kitchen. From my earliest recollection, I would always remember my father wearing his old factory uniforms in the house. His hair was snow-white an/0/21167/coverorgin.jpg?v=88214d6b45570198e54c4a8206c1938e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE HEIR
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The Master Of Deception's Richest Game
I spent three years playing the perfect "placeholder" boyfriend for a billionaire’s rebellious daughter. I was the safety net, the companion, and the professional distraction paid to keep her out of trouble until she reached her "real" future. But the moment she turned twenty-one, her father slid a/0/7934/coverorgin.jpg?v=8fed3a6b61088c41c8d40555449a8188&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rich Man, Poor Man
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1916 edition. Excerpt: ... VI THE wayfarer familiar with the highways and byways of New York will re/0/4887/coverorgin.jpg?v=ab155d6bd380eda077b2b687560ffcd8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Last Man
Trajectory presents classics of world literature with 21st century features! Our original-text editions include the following visual enhancements to foster a deeper understanding of the work: Word Clouds at the start of each chapter highlight important words. Word, sentence, paragraph counts, and re/0/30414/coverorgin.jpg?v=f59581e91f883e69b804ec523b6c64d3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Only Man
Devya, a cheerful and childish woman, meets an Axen, a CEO who is a lonely Werewolf who can't express feelings like ordinary people, he's a Werewolf without an expression on his face. "Go." Axen orders in his stern voice made me frown in annoyance. “After you stole my first kiss, you asked me to lea/0/21761/coverorgin.jpg?v=20230525101316&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Man Who Knew
Richard Horatio Edgar Wallace (1 April 1875 – 10 February 1932) was an English writer Born into poverty as an illegitimate London child, Wallace left school at 12. He joined the army at 21 and was a war correspondent during the Second Boer War for Reuters and the Daily Mail. Struggling with de/0/15437/coverorgin.jpg?v=806326b5b1276b15a96b09f928f4f6b9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Man from Brodney's
The Man From Brodney's by George Barr McCutcheon/0/20367/coverorgin.jpg?v=6bc9b9dfb27e68d7ddf3ca3d4bb39f3b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Little Match Man
I am going to tell you something that you must never tell any one. Stupid people wouldn’t believe it, anyway; and there are so many stupid people that I should seem like the greatest fibber in the world. But if you will keep still I will confide in you./0/81405/coverorgin.jpg?v=f30d8454909d2ff8ff7d79324f66e300&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Man Who Remembered
I once believed in love, in forever. I was an architect, building a life, a future, with the woman I adored, Olivia. She was my world, my wife. But then her past, in the form of Julian, her "true love," re-emerged. They framed me for his "death," sending me to prison. Now, years later, Olivia stoo/0/29707/coverorgin.jpg?v=a4a7064d282c1a1acac6684b75c24afc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
