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The Billionaire's Substitute: Her Final Escape

Chapter 4 4

Word Count: 879    |    Released on: 13/04/2026

the revolving glass

as deafening, and there were twice as many secur

e elevator banks when her cow

nd lowered her voice. "Did you hear? The major sh

e floral arrangements being set

or her snobbery, slid over to them

e," Veronica said, her tone dripping w

love' hit Elease like a ph

n on her heart. Her lungs sto

s to stay relaxed. She stretche

ease asked, though her voice

r eyes dramaticall

f old money and g

ver Elease. The lobby spun. She nee

open. The crowd of employees surged forward,

onica loudly discussed Kori's flawless resume and her time in E

ssed her hand against her chest, fighting the suffocating tightness, repea

ached the admin

She just needed to grab her personal mu

ian Proctor, her direct supervisor, marched ou

e lining up in the lobby to welc

Julian, I'm not feeling we

harshly. "New leadership means perfec

herded back into the elevator

ttee. Her heart hammered against her ribs, the psychosomatic pain radiating down her

ide the glass walls. Three black Range Rovers pu

heart was making her vision go dark at the edges. She leaned he

ls-Royce was pulled

ion Christian Louboutin red-bottom

custom white trench coat, looking effortlessly

the gap between her

wave ripped through Elease's nervous

i, wearing a bespoke suit and a gentle,

ielding her from the aggressive paparazzi. It was a tender, fier

in awe, whispering about how perfec

the couple walked closer, the horrifying trut

e exact curve of her smile-they were a terr

in Elease's brain. Brogan forcing her to dye her hair that specific

hest. She bit down on her lip so hard that the

d. She was just a cheap, easily replaceable

hrough the lobby doors,

d. For a fraction of a second, his eyes

ducked her head down, completely hiding her

red bottoms faded as they wal

s gave out. She turned and sprinted toward the groun

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The Billionaire's Substitute: Her Final Escape
The Billionaire's Substitute: Her Final Escape
“For five years, I was Brogan Walton's shadow-a contract companion kept behind closed doors, hidden away because of a cruel, fabricated rumor about my genetic health. I lived for the moments he looked my way, even if those moments were cold and transactional. Everything shattered when he returned from London early, tossed a legal document onto the table, and coldly announced the termination of our contract. He didn't just want me gone; he wanted me erased, offering a severance package to ensure I never spoke of the life I'd traded for his protection. As I signed the papers, my chest burned with the familiar, suffocating agony of my failing heart. I watched him check his watch, his impatience a blade in my back. When the door slammed shut, I finally collapsed, clutching the pill bottle that was my only lifeline, realizing I was dying-and he didn't care. I wasn't a lover or even a person to him. The next day, I saw her-Kori Barnett, the new CEO, the woman Brogan actually loved. She looked identical to me, down to the curve of her smile. I was never a Cinderella; I was just a cheap, disposable stand-in he'd groomed to be a mirror for his true obsession. Broken and discarded, I walked into the office, dropped my badge on the desk, and finally walked away. But as I stepped onto the street, I realized the nightmare wasn't over. A predator from his past was waiting for me, and when I looked at Brogan for help, he simply rolled up his window and drove away. I realized then that I had nothing left to lose. I took a deep breath, gripped the knife in my pocket, and decided that if I was going to die, I wouldn't go down as his victim.”