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Sweet Revenge: Marrying My Ex's Ruthless Nemesis

Sweet Revenge: Marrying My Ex's Ruthless Nemesis

Author: Lan Lan
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 746    |    Released on: Today at 16:43

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ite shirt walked past

te of champagne, the chilled cry

from her clutch and

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her left hand, resting it

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lowed Tat

crashed right into Audi

dropped from Ryde

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Sweet Revenge: Marrying My Ex's Ruthless Nemesis
Sweet Revenge: Marrying My Ex's Ruthless Nemesis
“I worked eighty-hour weeks on Wall Street just to keep my sick brother alive, enduring endless humiliation from the wealthy family that adopted us. But when I went to surprise my boyfriend of three years, I found him kissing my spoiled adoptive sister, Tatum. They were celebrating their engagement to merge their powerful families. To keep me quiet, my adoptive mother, Eleanor, threatened to freeze my brother's medical trust fund unless I attended the party to play the supportive sister. Instead, I discovered Eleanor had been embezzling from my brother's life-saving fund to cover her own bad investments. The nightmare worsened when a drunken Ryder cornered me in my apartment stairwell. "Once I marry Tatum, Eleanor is giving me control of Liam's trust fund to buy out my father's board members." He planned to drain my brother's medical money, dump Tatum, and keep me as his mistress. For a decade, I suffered their abuse hoping for a shred of decency, only to realize they were plotting to leave my brother to die on the streets for corporate greed. Calling the police wouldn't stop these billionaires. I needed absolute power. Remembering the dark, predatory gaze of Jaren Jarvis-the ruthless billionaire who had watched me fight back at the party-I canceled my call to 911. If they wanted to destroy my only family, I was going to use the devil himself to crush theirs.”