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The Pawn Who Became The Queen

Chapter 8 8

Word Count: 781    |    Released on: Today at 17:51

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soft accent of educated England and the eager eyes of someone who

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pered. "He's never here. Nev

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“I returned to New York after four years in Paris, aiming for nothing more than my grandmother's trust fund and the seventeen percent stake that was rightfully mine. But the moment I stepped out of JFK, I was treated like a piece of luggage, intercepted by Jered Knox-the man I was forced to marry to secure a corporate merger I never asked for. He didn't even look at me, instead flaunting his mistress right in my face, forcing me into the back of his neon yellow Porsche while cameras swarmed to capture the "happy couple." Then, the real nightmare began: he tossed a prenuptial agreement over his shoulder like trash, offering me a measly sum to sign away my rights and disappear, while his family and my own stepmother whispered about how plain and ungrateful I was. I watched as they treated my life, my inheritance, and my future as nothing more than a prop for their power games, never once considering that I might actually fight back. They think I'm the same girl they sent away years ago, a pawn to be traded and forgotten, but they have no idea what I've become or who I'm really working for. I didn't come back to be a victim in their grotesque comedy; I walked into the Imperium Group offices this morning, ready to take the design director position that will turn their entire world upside down.”
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