His Accidental Wife Is A Secret Tycoon

Chapter 7

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d on the bed, wearing an oversized black hoodie. She held a he

creen flashed red-a maxim

hit

with respect and urgency. "The 'M' protocol is ready, but we need you in Washi

t years building the 'Dr. Lister' alias to keep her real identity bur

Doctor. I will transfer the highest clearance

blanket. Before she could swing her legs ou

e called out. "Mr. Arthur is

across the carpet and

ld-embossed Kensington Group folder. He pushed his g

rthur said. "It's an internship in the logistics de

conian non-disclosure agreements. It was a leash. Constantine

napped the folder shut and slapp

ack, clutching th

her voice dripping with boredom. "

s a gift from Mr. Kensington. Peop

t," Jaden said. She slam

s chest heaving. He pulled out

his Maybach, heading to Wall Street. Wh

with disgust. "She thinks holding out will get her a VP title

athetic job offer. She opened her laptop and logged into the DA

ing flashed on the c

rute-force their way th

ree seconds later, she traced the IP address. It was the Kensi

arrogance of these

icious script, wrapped it in a data packet, and f

Kensington Group's secondary se

the headboard. "Try agai

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“Jaden's abusive foster parents forced her to marry a 62-year-old criminal to pay off their underground gambling debts. They treated her like human trafficking merchandise with a price tag. But the old man never made it to City Hall. Due to a chaotic mix-up in the lobby, Jaden accidentally signed the marriage certificate with the wrong man-Constantine Kensington, the ruthless billionaire CEO of the Kensington Group. When Constantine discovered the error, his eyes burned with absolute contempt. He assumed Jaden was a pathetic, gold-digging scammer who had deliberately swapped places to trap him. Instead of an annulment, he dragged her into his manor to lock her in and make her regret ever learning his name. He cut off her credit lines, threw a degrading minimum-wage internship contract at her face, and demanded she follow his draconian rules. "We sleep in separate rooms. You do not touch me. You do not cross the line," Constantine warned, his voice dripping with venom. He looked at her like she was a desperate, uneducated orphan begging for scraps. He truly believed she was just a worthless pawn entirely at his mercy, struggling to survive in his elite world. What the arrogant CEO didn't know was that the girl in the oversized hoodie was actually "King," the legendary dark web hacker who had just shorted a global conglomerate for five billion dollars right from his own guest room. Jaden looked at the pathetic ten-million-dollar divorce payoff he offered, let out a mocking smirk, and signed the contract. She would gladly use his ridiculous billionaire title as her perfect invisible shield.”