Taming My Silent Billionaire Contract Husband

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reen lit up

saw Adelaide's name f

phone and read the

alone. There was a blonde woman with

loud, genuine s

credibly lazy. It was insu

b straight to Wall Street. She had screamed at Morgan, tried to kick down Garrison's door, and ended up being dragged out

a single ounce of

n. She opened Adelai

e screen. Her thumb hovered over the

pressed

ox popped up. Sh

e Collier was erased fr

tisfaction washed over her. It felt like she had just scrap

let out a

starving, and she knew

and stepped onto the crowded Manhatt

k out. She opened her te

didn't craft a careful, strat

BQ. It's loud and messy and smells

hit

bubbles to appear. She shoved the phone in her pocke

at the Harvey Gr

a claustrophobic, glas

rs who were arguing loudly over the liability clause

his personal cell phone

s posture

ed into his pocket and pulled the phone out, keepi

ed the

d up.loud and messy an

stared at

estaurant filled with smoke and unpredictable strangers was

again, a strange, tight f

ng, eating, completely unbothered by the chaos. He felt

the screen for a

on's distraction and slowly st

of a second. Logic won. He couldn't do

ard over his shoulder to Morgan, who wa

e screen twice wit

ad the text. He understood t

encrypted work phone and

arding the Wall Street merger and will be u

ched Morgan

rough, a dark, heavy wave of i

. He was angry at himself for saying no. He hated t

ck to the lawyers. He rapped his knuc

und made the

t the contract, his eyes demandi

lked out of the 34th Street

ed it out and read Morgan'

he didn't feel a s

ior, she thought.

the neon lights and the incredible

BBQ restaurant. K-pop music was blasting from the speakers.

ct opposite of

zer, rolled up the sleeves of her silk blouse, and ordered t

started grilling it on the table, the

herself a s

oward the window, looking ou

Cassie whispe

, clean path down her throat. She picked up her ch