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Jilted Heiress: Marrying The Untouchable Tycoon

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 727    |    Released on: 20/05/2026

from her own as she realized her best friend was about to dan

ose, until Emilee let out a shaky breath that fel

but the words held no weight a

and shadow. Allison perched on a marble kitchen stool, a steaming cup of black coffee in her hands, her laptop screen glowing li

cles under her eyes so deep they looked bruised. She'd pulled an all-nighter hacking i

d, voice hoarse. "But Adam Kens

ofiles, no social media, only a handful of grainy press photo

nail against the trackpad hard enough to leave a

piratorial hush even though they were alone. She pulled out her tablet, p

assistants for accidental brushes. And..." She swiped, her expression grim, "the Ke

lashed to the airport-his warm, firm grip on her waist, his thumb pressing into her coat, the heat of his

he can't even stand physical intimacy." A beat passed, then she grabbed Allison's wrist. "Thi

ips. "Exactly. An impotent, touch-averse billionaire is the perfect sham husband. No messy expectations, no s

the counter. "Kip Downs-his right-hand man. They're having coffee at a members-only ca

he guest room-slate-grey Dior pantsuit, tailored to perfection, hair pulled back in a sleek chignon, e

R favor to bypass the hostile hostess, and they slid into a back booth, hidden behind tall wooden partitions that

ly on the table as she rehearsed her pitch-mutual benefit, PR stabili

e whispered. "Ad

final contract terms to Emilee, her voice low and determined. She didn't notice the faint shift on the other side o

riage? In

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Jilted Heiress: Marrying The Untouchable Tycoon
Jilted Heiress: Marrying The Untouchable Tycoon
“Allison Montgomery was waiting at the airport when an audio alert from her parked Range Rover flashed on her phone. Assuming it was a break-in, she checked the live dashcam feed, only to see her fiancé, Finn, and her younger sister, Cheyanne, passionately making out in the backseat. "Tell me I'm better than her," Cheyanne whispered. "Tell me I'm better than Allison." "You are," Finn gasped. "God, you are." When Allison confronted her family with the video, she expected justice. Instead, her uncle and mother fiercely defended the cheaters. They blamed Allison's "cold and frigid" nature for pushing Finn away, victim-blaming her in front of the entire household staff. To protect their corporate alliance, her uncle ruthlessly announced that the engagement would be transferred to Cheyanne, and threatened to strip Allison of her inheritance. Stripped of her fiancé, her family, and her dignity, Allison realized her pristine twenty-year life was a complete lie. The people who were supposed to love her were actively protecting her abusers, leaving her utterly isolated and burning with a cold, protective rage. Refusing to be their victim, Allison targeted Finn's ruthless, billionaire uncle, Adam Kensington, proposing a fake marriage to secure the capital needed to crush her family. But when the notoriously untouchable Wall Street phantom not only accepted her proposal, but demanded she immediately move into his penthouse to raise his secret daughter, Allison realized she had just sold her soul to the devil.”