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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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The Unseen Scars of Love
My mentor, Dr. Vance, dedicated her life to a sustainable energy project. But her sudden, aggressive illness, too fast to be natural, told me it was an attack. Powerful people wanted her work stopped. So, when she whispered to me to protect it, to not let them win, I made the hardest decision of my/1/110665/coverorgin.jpg?v=7909243876d217f4ffbf071e39d20ff8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Scars Of Love: The Boss's Misunderstood Ex
These are the last thirty days of my life. Four years ago, I secretly donated my kidney to save Falco, the mafia soldier I loved deeply. To ensure he accepted the surgery, I lied and said I betrayed him for money, selling myself to a rival family. Now, he is the ruthless mob boss of this city, an/0/73936/coverorgin.jpg?v=a21e212d1d1c2d70f3cab3058af63cac&imageMogr2/format/webp)
LOVE, SCARS AND REVENGE
Nicole was celebrating her 20th birthday at home with her parents and younger brother over a nice dinner when six gang members broke into their house, robbed them of all valuables and the gang leader even raped her and they ended up killing her parents as well. Nicole was completely shattered and th/0/82852/coverorgin.jpg?v=2686e3a54099f0181afd8c4dbb2f0112&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love Beyond The Scars
For five long years, Ethan Miller lived in silent devotion to Victoria Davenport, pushing her wheelchair, fulfilling her every demand, and harboring a desperate love he believed would someday be reciprocated. He considered himself her devoted world, her hands and feet, following her tragic horseba/0/85452/coverorgin.jpg?v=d59070a842b054ed0e121a317520adf3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Scars Of Her Disdain
The hospital air, cold and sterile, usually a familiar hum, felt wrong that day. My sister, Lily, lay broken and small in that bed, her artist' s hands swollen and bandaged, a machine breathing for her. Someone had done this. The doctor' s words-"blunt force trauma," "critical condition"-blurred i/0/93730/coverorgin.jpg?v=2bbad337d4532d11aa7461db8a811bf4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Scars Of A Forced Marriage
Elara Edward never dreamed of marrying a man like Leonardo Lorenzo. For her, this marriage wasn't a choice-it was a sacrifice. To save her little brother's life, she gave up her freedom and her heart. Leonardo had everything-wealth, power, and a reputation that made people fear his name. Handsome an/0/42077/coverorgin.jpg?v=e78a9ac5934da291f605c01af36b4310&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Scars Of A Broken Bond
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return/0/71472/coverorgin.jpg?v=d8c7537cde5a2c7e16a14b665dab7907&imageMogr2/format/webp)
UGLY SCARS
"Where the hell is Victoria?!" Mrs. Langston's scream echoed through the hall, her voice trembling with anger. Everyone looked as confused as she was-the bride at the altar wasn't her daughter. **** Victoria Langston-powerful, ambitious, and determined to save her family's legacy, even at the cost/0/24658/coverorgin.jpg?v=14286c683b8a06994bd14d13d10b0ded&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mafia's Scars
Yelena: Scarred, Haunted by her nightmares, and completely alone. Domenico: Powerful, Boss of the underworld, and Possessive of one person. They met back in high school and almost fell in love when Yelena was betrayed by Dom so she ran away for two years. Dom didn't stop looking for her until he/0/76029/coverorgin.jpg?v=f7760b193126c15b01909383c73fff86&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Gilded scars
Emma Hart is a woman who grew up in the foster care system after being abandoned by her biological family. Her life takes a dramatic turn when she befriends Clara Vanderbilt, the free-spirited daughter of a reclusive billionaire. Drawn into Clara's glittering world of wealth, but beneath the surface/0/56043/coverorgin.jpg?v=cee2fc66499d4824004e8670907a97c6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Hidden Scars
Alex, a young man who escapes domestic violence with his mother. However, their lives take a dark turn when his mother marries Toni, a man with a hidden secret. Toni is attracted to Alex and their relationship becomes abusive. Tragedy strikes when Alex's mother dies in a hit-and-run accident, leadin/0/20317/coverorgin.jpg?v=b8045b32a083decd20bf748171c068cf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Scars
"Use this to treat your scars," Reno suggested. My mouth muffled in stun as soon as a plaster moved to my palm, and in a response to my silence, he trudged to the lift with both of his hands buried beneath his pants pockets. "Surviving without scars in the toxic world is beyond healing, " I mumbl/0/23475/coverorgin.jpg?v=287e41edf88fc005c8f679786f5f47ed&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Buried Scars
"Oh My God, Elena this is insane" Luke squealed, shaking her. "This is soo coool." "This is not cool." "It is. Damn, you can tell when people are saying the truth or not," he said, Elena arching an eyebrow. "It's not cool to know when people are lying. I mean we are humans, let's all lie when we/0/86856/coverorgin.jpg?v=c26dd155170dfbde0a0e8060f318726a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unseen Scars of Her Lies
My passport was in my hand, my bag zipped, when my girlfriend, Sophia, walked in, fresh from a trip with another man. "What are you doing, Ethan?" she asked, her voice airy as she flaunted a high-end jewelry bag. She still thought I was just throwing a tantrum. But when I told her I was leaving her/1/108574/coverorgin.jpg?v=7840373b937baeef9c96eba90599dbbd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Scars Of Betrayal: The Fallen Heiress Returns
I took the fall for my sister and endured three years of torment in prison. My knee was shattered, my body covered in scars, and I almost lost my life in that "accident". On the day I was released, clinging to the last shred of hope, I ran toward my fiancé Ford’s Maybach—only to hear his cold voice:/1/118391/coverorgin.jpg?v=dd7fc50ea59d94fbd0ce3e493f00cccc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Scars Of Betrayal: Her Spectacular Comeback
For five years, I was the perfect billionaire's wife, sacrificing my career to manage Euan's life and his family's foundation. Then I woke up drugged in a hotel bed with a naked stranger, right as my husband kicked down the door. It was a lethal trap set by Aleah, his precious ward who wanted my p/0/55269/coverorgin.jpg?v=fffa4a3c8cc06f6d32263f118cd6fee6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Scars & Shadows
Seraphina Hawthorne carries baggage that no child should ever have to carry and has endured more heartache than anyone should in their lifetime. Tyrone Davis is the sensational bad boy of the school, capable of blinding wrath, acting on impulse, and destroying anyone who stands in his way. Then, o/1/125688/coverorgin.jpg?v=85b2854c0eb87967724ba38c16315855&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Scars Of Betrayal: Watch Me Shine
Tonight was the eve of my mating ceremony. On this sacred night, I was supposed to bind myself to Alpha Caleb, becoming his mate for eternity. However, he had made no preparations for our union. Instead, he allowed his Beta mistress, Wendy, to sit in the seat symbolizing the Luna's authority, and fo/1/103567/coverorgin.jpg?v=27fb000226837c22179aab75466c9c87&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Scars of Betrayal, Sisters' New Power
My unborn child died because my husband ignored my desperate pleas. He chose to prioritize a staged emergency from his manipulative adopted sister, Holly, leaving me and my own sister to be brutally attacked by thugs. As I bled out on the street, my sister, Jayde, finally got him on the phone. We h/1/109287/coverorgin.jpg?v=98f2044d781e17fd62659f8700bef297&imageMogr2/format/webp)
