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Silent Vows: Protected By The Billionaire

Chapter 4 No.4

Word Count: 646    |    Released on: 03/02/2026

the remaining steps

d. She had swung her suitcase up instinctively, the hard plastic

ere, pounding in her chest, but something

er voice shaking but audible

le Grace had never seen. "Married? To

yelled from the top of the stairs.

ellent. Since you're a married woman, your husband c

ned from Grace

ker. "Dr. Evans? This is Richard Kirk. Cancel the private payments f

ed for the phone, but Tyler ca

th hot on her ear. "Just apologize. I ca

's instep with her hee

r father. "I will figure it out. And when I

And don't come crawling back

r into the night. It had started to rain-a cold,

he Maybach still waiting patiently where she'd left it.

her father knew where it was. She was legally sh

rang. Unkn

t, then swiped

alm. Alaric. "Where are you? M

help it. The dam broke. "My fath

ine. "Send me your locatio

ked, wiping her eyes. She remem

"The meeting is

-controlled interior of his of

ress," he ordered. "And get me the administrator on the phone. I am making a donat

cry. "Sir, you want me to arrange a

nutes,

l to the one she was in, rattled up to the curb

d out. He was wearing the same perfect

hair plastered to her skul

e walked over, opened her c

o home,"

e car and into the other. The new car smelled of nothin

e that day, Grace

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“The $50 million lawsuit notice on my phone screen was a violent, pulsing red. My father's corporate espionage had finally caught up to us, and he was ready to throw me to the wolves to save his own skin. To survive, I signed a contract marriage with the predator himself-Alaric Hunter, the very man currently dismantling my family's legacy. But the moment we left City Hall, my father turned into a monster. He called the hospital and canceled the private care for my dying mother, moving her to a miserable state ward just to break my spirit for "disobeying" him. "I will find the money," I hissed, even as my throat threatened to close from the paralyzing stress. "You'll come crawling back when that monster dumps you!" my father roared, leaving me standing in the rain with nothing but a battered suitcase. My ex-boyfriend, the man who actually falsified the documents that framed me, mocked me from his Ferrari, while Alaric's own business rivals planted hidden cameras in our new penthouse to watch our every move. I was a legal shield, a corporate asset, and a target all at once. I didn't understand why Alaric was suddenly paying my mother's medical bills in secret or why he looked at me with such chilling intensity. Was I just a tool for his voting shares, or was he the only person in this city who actually wanted me safe? I looked at the files Alaric left on the marble counter, filled with evidence against everyone who had ever hurt me. I was done being the victim of a hostile takeover; it was time to show them what happens when a Hunter's wife decides to start hunting.”