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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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My Sweet Poor Joel
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THE POOR BILLIONAIRE
BLURB Rosalie's life has been a series of ups and downs. Being a girl with plenty of responsibilities to shoulder, she had dropped out of school and went into menial jobs to provide money for her selfish parents. Dylan is a young Billionaire, who hasn't gotten married because ladies were only aft/0/56968/coverorgin.jpg?v=b99263c7b6b1c561646583783f2d5471&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Poor Husband’s Betrayal
Raisa had always imagined that her household was a happy one, but an incident where her husband, Arka turned out to be hiding a big secret behind their household. It started with a contraceptive that Raisa found in her husband’s suitcase that led to other suspicions that led her to find out that her/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/0/5069/coverorgin.jpg?v=b8fc6f928c9922807af6476f144999bf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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A Poor Wise Man
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THE POOR BILLIONAIREE
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The poor billionaire
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Poor Miss Finch
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Rich Dad Poor Dad
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A poor man coming to power
Javier Santos is a young orphan whose life has been a disaster, he thought he had the worst luck in the world, but fate shows him otherwise. After a sudden turn in his life, he decides to give other people opportunities, he even meets love but it wouldn't be for long. Discouraged, he decides to st/0/17921/coverorgin.jpg?v=d1385f8e33d33c7044b44653348ecfbb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Stolen Souls (boy x boy)
They're out to get you. You, yes, you, skimming this summary in your MoboReader App. They want your flesh. And they want your soul. (Let's just call it Teen Vampire Slayer intuition.) Now, that might sound crazy. And I get it. Vampire stuff is pretty crazy stuff to begin with. But maybe you'/0/8306/coverorgin.jpg?v=c6a84cf6286e9684de55f7c27ed5d7ee&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Law and the Poor
This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the original. Due to its age, it may contain imperfections such as marks, notations, marginalia and flawed pages. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preservin/0/22496/coverorgin.jpg?v=fa5d1dd8eb34a41e5e722823b2be2ead&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Falling For The Poor Girl
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The Poor Little Rich Girl
Seven-year-old Gwendolyn has every material comfort a girl could wish, from dolls and fine clothes to a grand home and a pony of her very own. But all she really wants is love, attention, and the freedom to play with other children. Neglected by her self-absorbed and society-obsessed parents, Gwendo/0/24640/coverorgin.jpg?v=dd8dcc3cf65f3e9cf9d3ab186796271f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
