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Reborn To Reject My Billionaire Fiancé

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 722    |    Released on: Today at 16:12

changing room, showering and dressing in a simple but elegant black cashmere sweater and jeans. She knew what was waiting for h

underground parking garage, she saw him. Harrison was leaning against a concrete pi

ange Rover as if he wasn't there, the soft click of h

path to the driver's side door. "What the hell

h a placid expression. "I'm going

ianna, her face tear-streaked, her eyes wide with a carefully cult

loud enough for Chloe to hear. "It was

ison cast as her white knight. A year ago, the sight would

miliated her?" she asked, raising a perfectly sculpted eyebrow. "I simply had a trespasser r

ld have. His face grew darker. "Give me the file, Chloe," he said, taking a threatening st

g to a conversational, almost friendly tone. "You take one more step, and I'm going to scream. I'll tell the police you t

lready illuminated, her thumb hovering over the

-Crane name splashed across Page Six tomorrow? 'Disgraced Heir Harasses Ex-Fiancée in Parki

but at his two greatest vulnerabilities: his ego and his family's reputation

inty, Chloe knew she had won. With a small, triumphant sm

s the screen, a blur of motion. As they watched, dumbfounded, she accessed a secure server, uploaded the project

ve compartment, tore off the sheet, and held it out the window.

bright and utterl

d, her voice ringing with cheerful ma

only sound. She left them standing there in the dim light of the garage, st

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Reborn To Reject My Billionaire Fiancé
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“Chloe Sinclair woke up to the relentless smell of antiseptic and the furious voice of her fiancé, Harrison. She had just crashed his quarter-million-dollar car on the highway. But brutal memory slammed into her-the crash wasn't an accident. Brianna, Harrison's supposed best friend, had handed her the keys knowing perfectly well the brake lines were cut. In her previous life, Chloe had cried and apologized pathetically from this very hospital bed. She had begged Harrison to believe she didn't do it on purpose. Instead, he looked at her with utter disgust, tightening his suffocating control while openly flaunting his affair with Brianna. Chloe had endured a decade of humiliation, watching her powerful family wither away under Harrison's machinations. She was drained of her wealth, locked in a miserable marriage, and eventually died a broken, forgotten woman. Until her last breath, she hadn't understood. She had sacrificed her dignity and dedicated her entire life to loving him. Why did her desperate devotion only earn his casual cruelty? Why did the people she trusted most want her dead so badly? Opening her eyes again, she stared at the digital clock on the wall. It was October 12th, ten years ago. The exact day her nightmare began. A core of steel formed in the wreckage of her past self. When Harrison grabbed her wrist to lecture her, Chloe wrenched her arm free and slapped him hard across the face. "We're done, Harrison."”