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The Ruined Heiress's Dark Contract Marriage

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 1062    |    Released on: 21/04/2026

e cabin, he cast a cold, unforgiving glance at the crushed Aston Martin and the dented side of the Maybach. "Clean it up," he ordered the secur

t body into the private elevator. The d

ur bypassed the massive living area and laid Elsie do

ed to her skin, the fabric sticking

jaw clenching. He turned on his

the private doctor up immediately. And have

stripped away the wet gown and dressed E

ndage to Elsie's forehead, bowed respectfull

, a crystal glass of am

against the pillows. His dark eyes were unrea

m three months ago clawe

way she had cried and begged beneath him while the dru

fectly with the broken w

th. He yanked at the knot o

e walked over to the black leather sofa, sat heavily, and pressed a button on the intercom panel resting on the marble table.

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e guest room, pulling t

ed the file. As he read the pages, the tempera

explained. "The video itself was purc

out a low,

oldman Sachs and use the offshore accounts to short every single position the Barr family holds. I don't care what metho

mobilize the Michael family's core funds for t

up, cutting through Le

ice dripping with ice. "Anyone who

ough the floor-to-ceiling w

lled her from the darkness. She

al chandelier above her. Panic hit her system l

She was wearing m

down her body, checking for pain, for violation. When she

he edge of the bed, her toes s

r, pushing it open just

oncept living room

f black coffee resting on the marble table

over and pick

as sharp, aggress

e closet. Stop trying

. No si

er mind racing. Who was th

djoining walk-in clos

ew, current-season designer clothing, all exactly

a modest, blac

ared at the white bandage on her forehead. The cold

n her. Her reckless drive last night was exactly

so deeply into her palms t

d made a silent vow. She would

the nightstand. Someone had c

hoto of the wire transfer

tryway and pulled open

black suits stood like sto

cted us to escort you anywhere you

ew Fenton would be hunting

button for the garage. She needed to go back

nd his desk. He watched the live security feed of Elsie lea

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The Ruined Heiress's Dark Contract Marriage
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“At her grand engagement party at the Plaza Hotel, Elsie Phillips thought she was the happiest woman in the world. Until a high-definition video of her being pinned down by a strange man in a hotel bed was suddenly broadcast on the ballroom's massive screen. Her fiancé, Kelvin, violently ripped his arm away in revulsion. His mother marched on stage, slapped Elsie across the face, and publicly canceled the wedding. Her "sweet" cousin Belle dug her nails into Elsie's arm, whispering that she looked exactly like the cheap slut she was. It was a vicious setup. Chased into the freezing rain by blinding tabloid cameras, Elsie hit rock bottom. But the nightmare was just beginning. An encrypted phone left by her late father suddenly rang, revealing a terrifying truth. Her parents' fatal car crash three years ago wasn't an accident. It was murder, bought and paid for by her uncle Fenton, who had since stolen her family's entire corporate empire. When Elsie tried to fight back, Fenton's guards locked her in a dark room. They forced her into degrading sheer lace, planning to sell her to a sadistic Wall Street psychopath for fifty million dollars. Standing on the edge of a second-story balcony, shivering in the freezing wind, Elsie's eyes burned with blinding hatred. Her parents were murdered, her legacy stolen, and her reputation dragged through the mud by her own blood. Was she really going to die here, completely ruined? Just as she let go of the railing to jump, a convoy of black armored SUVs smashed through the estate gates. Arthur Michael, the most ruthless billionaire in the country, caught her in his arms. He wrapped his custom jacket around her trembling body and handed her a fifty-page prenuptial agreement. "Marry me." He commanded, his eyes completely cold. "And I will help you send every single one of them to hell."”