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Jilted Girlfriend? I Am The Tycoon's Wife
Cara Lewis sat quietly as her boyfriend of three years pushed a plate of dessert across the table, wearing a rehearsed mask of sorrow. He claimed he had to break up with her for her own good, blaming his lack of connections on Wall Street and insisting he couldn't give her the life she deserved. He acted like a martyr making a tragic sacrifice, waiting for her desperate tears and trembling denial. Instead, Cara calmly pulled out a stack of glossy photos and an elegant engagement invitation. She exposed his secret affair with the wealthy Hailie Lewis, completely dismantling his hypocritical social climb. Leaving the cheating narcissist pale and humiliated, Cara paid the bill and walked out, thinking the trash had finally been taken out. But her newly single evening took a chaotic turn when a teenage gaming partner called in a panic. He begged her to crash his elite prep school and pose as his aunt to save him from expulsion. Cara agreed, flawlessly playing the role of the secret new wife to his uncle, a notoriously ruthless Wall Street titan. She was thoroughly dominating the snobby school board when the office doors suddenly swung open. The real billionaire uncle, Beck Greer, walked into the room. Cara's heart dropped into her stomach as his glacial eyes locked onto her, knowing her social existence in New York was about to end. Caught in a terrifying, inescapable lie, Cara made an insane calculation. She stepped forward, firmly hooked her arm through the billionaire's, and smiled sweetly. "Honey, what took you so long? Julian and I were being bullied." She waited for the executioner's axe to fall, but the untouchable tycoon simply covered her hand with his and played along.Across the white tablecloth of Serafina, Bradyn Hubbard—Cara Lewis's boyfriend of three years—set his wine down and leaned forward. He pulled a thick, cream-colored envelope from his jacket and slid it across the table until it rested in front of her.
Cara looked down. The gold foil lettering was fresh from the press.
Engagement Gala
Groom: Bradyn Hubbard
Bride: Hailie Lewis
Venue: The Lewis Estate, Long Island. Next Saturday.
"Cara, let's be realistic," Bradyn said, his voice dropping into a conspiratorial whisper. "Hailie is my ticket to the top. Marrying her is the only shortcut for a guy like me to get a seat on the board. I don't love her—she's just the ladder I have to climb for my career."
Cara stared at the card, then lifted her cold amber eyes to meet his. "So you're proposing what, exactly?"
Bradyn gave a smug, self-satisfied smile.
"We break up publicly. But in private? Nothing has to change. You funded my MBA and paid my rent for three years—I haven't forgotten that. Stay quiet, be my little secret on the side, and once I secure the Lewis assets, I'll make sure you're taken care of in luxury."
Cara stared at his shameless face, her voice dropping into a dangerous, silky calm. "You sold yourself as a kept man to my stepsister, and you expect me to be your dirty little secret?"
"Don't make it sound so ugly, Cara," Bradyn scoffed, waving a dismissive hand. "That's how men get ahead in Manhattan. Be realistic, Cara. You're broke and you have no one. Who else is going to take care of you? Don't be stupid. Just take the deal."
Cara looked at him for one quiet second, her lips curving into a razor-sharp smile.
"In your wildest dreams, Bradyn."
Without a second's hesitation, Cara picked up her crystal tumbler and threw the cold bourbon and ice straight into his face.
The freezing liquor drenched his styled hair and soaked the collar of his designer shirt. Bradyn gasped, shooting up from the velvet booth in sheer shock, frantically wiping his stinging eyes.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" he snarled, glaring at her as neighboring tables turned to stare.
Cara set the empty glass down with a quiet, deliberate tap.
Without breaking eye contact, she reached into her Saint Laurent bag, pulled out a thick manila folder, and dropped it heavily onto his soaked lap.
"Open it, parasite," Cara said calmly.
Bradyn's hands shook as he ripped the folder open.
A thick stack of forensic-grade photographs spilled across the table. His breath caught in his throat—the photos showed him and Hailie completely naked, tangled in the satin sheets of a suite at the Baccarat Hotel.
Taped right behind the prints was a notarized invoice.
Columbia MBA Tuition & Fees: $186,000.00
Tribeca Penthouse Lease Subsidies: $94,000.00
Bespoke Wardrobe & Networking Tabs: $62,000.00
TOTAL REIMBURSEMENT DUE: $342,000.00
Bradyn's face turned an ashen, sickly gray. "You... you tracked me?"
"Three hundred and forty-two grand," Cara said, tapping the total with a manicured nail. "Wire it back to my account by Monday morning. If you don't, these photos go directly to Hailie's father and the Lewis board."
The shock on Bradyn's face instantly curdled into ugly fury. He slammed both hands on the table, leaning in with a desperate hiss. "You crazy bitch! You gave me that money willingly—that was trust money! You can't sue me for gifts!"
"I invested in a partner, Bradyn, not a freeloader," Cara said coldly. "You lived off my money for three years just to become my stepsister's leashed lapdog. Pay back every cent by Monday, or wear the collar in public."
"You fucking bitch—" Bradyn lunged forward, grabbing for her wrist.
Cara smoothly stepped back, out of his reach. She stood tall, smoothing the front of her tailored coat, looking down at him with absolute disgust.
Slowly, deliberately, she raised her hand and flipped him a clean, effortless middle finger.
"Congratulations on the engagement, Bradyn," Cara said softly. "You and Hailie deserve each other."
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LUNA'S FEARFUL COMEBACK
"I do not love you, Mirabel. I might have had a nice time cuddling with you yesterday, but there's no string attached. I hereby reject you, Mirabel Gabriel Caleb, as my Luna and my Mate. Accept my rejection!" After a brutal rejection from her mate, she was sent to the human world at the expense of/0/29486/coverorgin.jpg?v=7d15b4b317dde44f9b4a387eb5612039&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Alpha's Triple Lunas
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Her Fearful Father's Return
Ferdinand, a well known inventor, fell in love with Bianca, even when told about her evil side, he could not let her go, she eventually leads him to his death, and gets remarried to a wealthy man named Wilson while she was one month pregnant.Bianca an extremely beautiful lady, does everything to mai/0/24533/coverorgin.jpg?v=721d9c71d4717c6cf18217eeec1e1915&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Lunas Daughter
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Luna Comeback
Ana sacrificed everything to marry Alpha Max, believing love would be enough. For eight years she was the perfect Luna - until the night she planned to reveal her true identity as the hidden heir of the powerful Dark Rose Pack. That same night, Max staged a deadly "accident" that killed their daught/1/124277/coverorgin.jpg?v=20261029173405&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Comeback
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The Tradwife's Calculated Comeback
Gentle morning light streamed through my bedroom window, and my phone buzzed. It showcased a viral video of me, packing a perfect lunch for my husband, Mark. It was the innocent start of my seemingly idyllic life. Then, a new notification appeared: a tag from notorious online personality Jessica/0/84320/coverorgin.jpg?v=7258700d0dcbe5819733de1ce4402b00&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Auctioned: A Husband's Comeback
My name is Caleb Duncan, "The Architect" of D.C., and I built my wife, Nicole Hewitt, into a political powerhouse. We were the ultimate power couple, our lives a seamless blend of ambition and strategy, all focused on her rise to the Senate. But on my birthday, a seemingly innocent Instagram post f/0/60786/coverorgin.jpg?v=20241014170206&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MY EX's COMEBACK
Lisa a very determined and self aware boss lady, rose to the peak of her career with every stone thrown at her. She faced a very challenging situation when her lover and father of her unborn child abandoned her and ran away with her stepsister for his financial gains. She was disowned by her own/0/48519/coverorgin.jpg?v=bbc3ff7154be9672e273703b77b5bbef&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rising from the Ashes of Her Past (A Lunas Tale)
Arina De Luca is the daughter of Shadow Borne Pack Alpha. Her life was perfect until the Alpha's sudden death, when she suddenly found herself treated like a slave. A seemingly unstoppable situation forces Arina to flee just as she is approaching her eighteenth birthday. For years, Lycan king Alex/0/85355/coverorgin.jpg?v=3068ab9b57da45855ed761617dbbffec&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Shattered Party, Fierce Comeback
My twenty-first birthday party was supposed to be a golden celebration under grand chandeliers at the Sterling mansion. Instead, it became a public spectacle of humiliation orchestrated by my adoptive father, David, and his new "family" -a conniving scholarship student named Melody and her mother,/1/104079/coverorgin.jpg?v=d7c055938bf0c037e1c1575787f1d850&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Abandoned Bride's Ruthless Comeback
For the seventh time, I stood at the altar, pregnant with his child, waiting to marry Justice Keith. And for the seventh time, he abandoned me. His phone rang, and just like that, he was gone-rushing to the side of his "fragile" stepsister, Kamala, who was supposedly having another panic attack. H/0/80866/coverorgin.jpg?v=cc2209a9660720b3aa818c90ee68b032&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Comeback Billionaire
I, Mike Evans, died young from endless work, a fool who gave everything to build a future. But then, as my soul drifted, I watched my supposed devoted wife, Jessica, calmly discard my ashes, her face devoid of grief. Moments later, she was in *our* bed with Chad Peterson, my best friend, laughing, t/0/83929/coverorgin.jpg?v=bd0d7cfc55a7d280ed32cd07f2b9431f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Calculated Comeback
The harsh fluorescent lights of the ER flickered over Sylvia' s pale face, her party dress torn, mascara smudged. She was my vibrant, wild fiancée-to-be, now fragile and broken from a "roofie" incident. I knelt at her gurney, proposing in that sterile room, promising to be her anchor, to always ke/0/97518/coverorgin.jpg?v=af5c7bafdb4ddef31911cee9661cdc51&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forgotten Daughter, Unforgettable Comeback
Cast off to a remote village at birth, Lilah was exiled while the woman who destroyed her mother stepped into her father's life. Her half-sister tried to claim her inheritance and title. Eighteen years later, Lilah returned. The town watched, hoping to see her fail. But Lilah stunned them-she/0/82788/coverorgin.jpg?v=4c7451c860212fb9789bb3c946322259&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Scorned Wife's Comeback
The world snapped back for Sarah Miller. It wasn't a blessing. It was June 14th, the day her life first shattered. That day, her son, David, received his prestigious ROTC scholarship acceptance. It was a golden ticket. Then, it was brutally snatched away. Her husband, Sergeant Mark Jenkins, th/0/83726/coverorgin.jpg?v=76615644698796edfb5056f96c571839&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Calculated Comeback
My mother stood before us, perfectly poised, offering a choice: a prestigious private school in California with a tech billionaire' s son, or an Ivy League education on the East Coast. I chose California, naive enough to believe she wanted me there, only to fall deeply in love with Ethan, the quiet/0/84559/coverorgin.jpg?v=e576daa4f711906fd05b2fe4394dda25&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Comeback Queen
For three years, I' d been Noah' s on-again, off-again girlfriend, believing his rare kindness was love and his frequent dismissals just tests of my devotion. This constant cycle of heartbreak always ended with me patching things up, swallowing my pride, and showing up with apologies I didn' t unde/0/80748/coverorgin.jpg?v=5263924ca0b51d636f0269e90d9f6c4c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Neglected Wife's Comeback
I was heavily pregnant, carefully driving home, my husband David's forgotten paperwork beside me. Then, screeching tires, a violent crunch, and smoke billowing from my mangled car. Trapped and panicking after the wreck, I called my firefighter husband, David, expecting him to save me. Instead, he wa/0/81028/coverorgin.jpg?v=a98e1150b128a5ce067099021f0d7756&imageMogr2/format/webp)
