Hes My Ruthless Billionaire

Married To My Ex-Fiancé's Silent Uncle

Ming Yue

Twenty minutes before the "Wedding of the Century" at The Plaza, I stood outside the Presidential Suite in a fifty-thousand-dollar Vera Wang gown. I was the girl from a West Virginia trailer park about to marry Hugh Maxwell, the golden heir to a billion-dollar defense empire. I pushed the door open only to find Hugh pinned against the bed with my own stepsister, Floy. She was wearing my bridal diamond necklace, and the sounds of their laughter scraped against my eardrums like sandpaper. I didn't scream; I listened as Hugh grunted that once the wedding was over and the trust fund unlocked, he’d dump "that hillbilly trash" on a bus back to the mountains. They weren't just cheating; they were planning to steal my family’s land deeds and leave me with nothing. When I set off the sprinklers and exposed their naked bodies to the paparazzi, the Maxwell family didn't apologize. They called me a "greedy peasant" and threatened to ruin my life unless I signed a new deal to save their crashing stock. I realized then that I was never a bride to them. I was a transaction, a rounding error in a ledger to be used and discarded. They thought my poverty made me weak and my silence made me a victim. "If we don't have a marriage certificate by midnight, the bank freezes thirty percent of our liquidity," their lawyer warned. So, I gave them exactly what they wanted. I used a loophole in their hundred-year-old family covenant and married the only other direct heir available. I didn't marry Hugh. I walked into the ICU and married his uncle, Fleet Maxwell—the legendary war hero who had been in a vegetative state for months. Now, I am the matriarch of the Maxwell dynasty. I’ve suspended Hugh’s executive powers, exiled my mother-in-law to the Swiss Alps, and taken control of the family vault. They think I’m just a gold-digger waiting for a "corpse" to die so I can collect a fifty-million-dollar widow's payout. But last night, as I lay beside my comatose husband, the man they called a vegetable gripped my hand back.

Modern Scheming Contract marriage Billionaires CEO Flash Marriage Revenge Age Gap

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Hailey's POV

"OKAY MOM" I yelled in the loudest tone I can because it's been 20 minutes, she is making my ears die of noise pollution. I mean, who the hell shouts like bloody murder just to get up from the bed and that too at…

I looked at the clock.

KILL. ME.

"MOM!! Why the hell did you not tell me it's 8 AM?? I'm gonna get late for the job!! I mean seriously mom!!" I yelled and she came inside.

Yes, she was shouting from the ground floor till now!

"That's what I've been shouting, dear, don't waste any minute more, you know how big this offer is!!" she yelled as she made her way towards my room.

"Yes mom, I know!" I said and got up. I went to the bathroom, did my daily chores, that includes nothing more than brush and bath, after that I was standing in front of my closet, fighting with my own mind for what to wear that could be professional enough and still look casual.

Here I am. This building is... awesome. More than awesome. I can't yet get enough courage to enter it and meet the crush of my life.

Yes, the CEO of this company is a dream boy. Of me. Of endless girls out there. And I'm gonna finally meet him today. You know, how difficult it is to come face-to-face with our crush.

With great courage, I entered the building, passed the double doors, and I was taken aback by the sight laid ahead of me.

Fantastic.

I looked here and there and finally found a receptionist.

"Hello, Miss, I'm here, I came to give my interview for the job of personal assistant of the CEO" I kept a slight smile while facing the young woman.

"Yeah, you're Hailey Cameron, right?" she asked, flipping her hand through the files, while her one hand was kept on the mouse of the desktop.

"Yes, I am" I replied and she smiled.

"Please take the lift to the 20th floor and then enter the CEO's office that you will find to your left, 5th room, it's bigger than the others, " she said.

"Thank you mam, " I said, and as I was leaving, she stopped me.

"And mam, that door provides a one-sided view from the sir's side. So, please don't try to peak inside before going" she whispered.

Well, that's embarrassing.

"Y-Yea, thank you…?"

"Maria, " she said.

"Oh, thank you, Maria, " I said and sharing a smile, I left for the lift and taking a quick breath, pressed the '20' button.

I reached the floor. I can clearly see the 'CEO's Office' written over the door of a room. Taking a deep breath, I knocked over the door. A dark, deep, masculine voice came, "Come in".

I entered the room, and found the man of my dreams, working on a laptop. He didn't give any attention to the 'intruder', so I started speaking.

"E-excuse me, sir?" I spoke, while I could feel my nervousness getting better of me. He still didn't look up, but said, "hmm"

"Sir, I'm here for the interview, " I said and he looked towards me. His gaze went from my eyes to my body, looking me from top to bottom and then again to my eyes.

"Welcome, Ms. Hailey, " he said.

Wow. He knows my name.

"T-thank you sir, " I said. He gestured me to sit down across him and I sat down hesitantly.

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