My Fake Husband Is A Secret Tycoon

Chapter 6 The Cost of Keeping Up Appearances

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hy, furious red. "She provok

terms, that's called assault and destruction of pro

s low and tight with fury. He knew they were caught. "This

paper across his desk. "The total for the damaged product com

d on Brad's sleeve. "Don

card from his wallet and slapped it on

stopping Brad from giving it to the ma

nto dangerous slits. "

simply. "I want your siste

her die!" Gi

w quickly a video of a Patton heiress having a tantrum in Whole Foods would go vir

ts public image, carefully curating every press mention. A s

fingers digging in hard. "Do it,

face. She looked at Hayley, her eyes full of venom. "

said, removing his han

it to the manager, signing the rec

emeanor toward Brad now a care

lders and guided her out of the office, le

up at him, bewildered. "How

ir clients. You learn what people are most afraid of losing.

. And it made her feel safe. The feeling of

e, Brad's face wa

," Jenna whispered,

cold as ice. He took out his phone and sent a tex

ntly. Termination process

d's lips. Kieran Mccall h

y placed the container of black truffles onto the chec

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“After four years of marriage, my wealthy husband Brad handed me a $50,000 severance check outside the Manhattan Family Court. He linked arms with his mistress, Jenna, who flaunted the diamond ring that used to be mine. "Just take it, Hayley. Take the money and get out of our lives," he sneered, looking at me with absolute disgust. I tore the check into pieces, but my nightmare was just beginning. To access my grandfather's trust fund, I had exactly seventy-two hours to get legally married, so I desperately proposed a one-year contract marriage to a poor insurance salesman I met in a dive bar. When Brad found out, he and his arrogant family cornered me at their estate. Brad mocked my new husband for being a penniless, money-grubbing parasite, while my former mother-in-law slapped me hard across the face, knocking me to the ground. "You are trash, just like your mother," she spat, watching my knee bleed onto the sharp gravel. Jenna gleefully kicked my phone away, shattering the screen and cutting off my only lifeline. Lying there in the dirt, I stared at the broken glass in absolute despair. I didn't understand why four years of quiet devotion had earned me nothing but cruel betrayal and endless humiliation from the people I once called family. Just as I thought I had completely lost, a black Lincoln Navigator slammed to a halt at the gates. My "penniless" new husband stepped out, radiating a terrifying, righteous fury that made the entire Patton family freeze in horror.”