My Fake Husband Is A Secret Billionaire

Chapter 4

Word Count: 760 | Released on: 15/05/2026

eck ached. She immediately grabbed her phone and refreshed the go

e popped up from

g with an indie director at Westwind Court

ive thousand dollars in her bank account felt unreal, like d

e, elegant navy blue dress. She ironed it on the motel's broken ironing board, did

d took an Uber across

ere Hollywood elites made deals over two-hundred-dollar salads. Clara stepped out o

o the lobby.. She approached the podium, where a sno

stess asked, h

I'm here to me

"Mr. Davis canceled his reservation ten minutes ago

on washing over her. She nodded politel

heavy glass entranc

n, holding hands wi

stinctively tried to step behind a large,

glasses and a tight red dress, spotted Clara's navy ou

Veronica's face. She pulled a reluct

nsuring the wealthy patrons waiting in the lobby

weight, but he stood tall, trying to as

Is that a department store dress? God, Clara, you really don't b

ight, her nails digging into her palms. "Money cann

e quiet lobby. "Are you stalking us? Is that it?

pity. "Clara, please. Have some dignity. S

"I was here for a meeting. I would

finger at Clara's chest. "A meeting? Please. You probably found some cheap, des

immaculate black Maybach pulled

fectly tailored charcoal suit. He adjusted his silver cuffli

g a tablet. Arthur glanced through the glass doors. He spotted the commo

d onto the scene inside the lobby. He recognized h

o? To be a kept man living off a producer's daught

e spun around and grabbed a tall glass of ic

s wild, preparing to throw the freez

glass doors burst open, and Casp

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“Clara supported her boyfriend Leo for four years, paying his rent and buying his headshots while working dead-end extra gigs. On his twenty-sixth birthday, she caught him in their bed with Veronica, a wealthy producer's daughter who constantly stole Clara's roles. Leo mocked Clara as a "pathetic, poor stepping stone" who was just there until he got his foot in the door. Veronica threatened to ruin Clara's career forever. Clara dumped him, packed her bags, and impulsively entered a contract marriage with a cold stranger she met at City Hall. But her nightmare wasn't over. When her mother suddenly needed a $200,000 emergency brain surgery, Clara was forced to take a demeaning extra gig to survive. There, Veronica and her starlet friend cornered Clara. They mocked her cheap clothes, ridiculed her new wedding ring as fake glass, and intentionally poured scalding coffee on her feet. "Well, maid, you better clean that up." Veronica laughed, forcing Clara to her knees to wipe up the burning liquid while snapping photos. Clara swallowed her burning humiliation, secretly recording their abuse on her phone. She endured the pain, desperate for the $300 day rate to save her mother's life, feeling entirely crushed by their overwhelming wealth and power. What she didn't know was that outside the soundstage, her new contract husband-the man she thought was just a struggling, broke tech worker-was sitting in a sleek black Maybach. He watched his wife kneeling on the floor, and his dark eyes filled with a lethal, terrifying rage.”