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UPGRADED, From Trash Ex to Billionaire Husband

Chapter 5 Five

Word Count: 1081    |    Released on: 17/05/2026

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efore the question finally bubbled up.

with a heavy, silent intensity. His gaze was unnerving-it w

e had given her in the

r flashed through her mind. Was it possible t

ed away, her mind racing to

d after the soul-crushing end of her six-year relationship wit

could present the most powerful man in the city as her partner, and the pressure to g

ults with needs. Most men's stamina began to slide afte

ional arrangement, at least the 'benefi

emained secure, she c

eting his eyes with newf

onthly allowance of 50,000 dollar will be wired to your account," Das

n flinch. She felt like a piec

she read, CEOs usually threw millio

ional. "The money isn't the point, Mr. Da

. "My attorney will bring the formal ag

ders

s phone to scan h

eorge Chandler. Only the inner circle had his private one. His profile was minimalist: t

changed his contact name to "Fifty Thousand."

, Aunt Maye, approached with a glass of wa

nstructions,

ion. A pregnancy would turn this

to the hospital for a full screening," Aun

uren lied. She didn't want anyone she knew se

e toxins from the spiked drink were stubborn, requir

hospital bed, the res

drizzle. As he passed a 24-hour convenience store in the CBD, he slowed to a cra

rifted back

with a golf club over a trust fund dispute-and had stormed out in nothing bu

she wal

ked with mud, but she was the most beautiful thing he'd ever s

thinking he was a starving begga

he'd said gentl

about being a struggling orphan. And the

Their last interaction was her h

himself. She's been obsess

don't want to break up. Can't

ry her. Would she still love him if she knew he was

w the phone onto the passenge

s a 20-square-meter space she had shared with Tray for three years. Every corn

a long time, letting the

he had a contract to fulfill. Tomorr

up and be

club, Tray was surrou

"It's been three days. Has the 'Instant Noodle Pr

speaker shrunk back as Tr

iate. "Look, why don't you just throw her a bone? A

alm. "Letting her stew for a few more days isn't a bad idea.

or you. She even saved up for a house! There's no way she's

is face. He wanted to believe that

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“BLURB "Sever all ties with Tray. Then sign the document on the table." ​Lauren froze. He knew Tray's name? ​"Why?" she whispered. ​"I have no interest in being someone's side-piece. It's a three-year marriage contract." ​"Marriage?" ​She had been bracing for a termination letter, not a wedding ring. She stared at him, convinced she was hallucinating. "Mr. Dashiel... are you talking to me?" ​"Is there someone else in the room?" ​Lauren's brain short-circuited. Why would he want this? She immediately doubled down on her professionalism. "Mr. Lewis, last night was an accident. I'll never mention it. I'll never tell a soul." ​"I'll just be a loyal employee. I'll work twice as hard for the company." ​Dashiel leaned in, his gaze intense and unyielding. ​"You don't understand, Lauren. You don't have another choice." - For five years, Lauren believed the only thing standing between her and a wedding ring was her boyfriend Tray's empty pockets. Driven by a vision of their shared future, she threw herself into her work, penny-pinching and grinding for years just to afford a roof over their heads. ​The illusion shattered when she discovered the truth: Tray wasn't struggling; he was a literal prince playing at poverty. The hardship he shared with her-eating instant noodles in a cramped apartment-was merely a novel experience for him. While she wore cheap clothes she'd sacrificed to buy, he viewed her entire existence as low-class. His refusal to marry wasn't about finances, but about her lack of status. ​Disgusted by the charade, Lauren walked away without looking back. However, her life took a sharp turn when a post-breakup encounter led her into the bed of her boss, Dashiel Lewis.”