Reborn To Reject My Billionaire Fiancé

Chapter 7

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an armchair, her laptop open, watching the auction. Her brother, Caleb, paced behind h

holding his own tablet, his eyes glued to the screen. "You're publicly auctioning off Vande

king a sip of tea. "My analysis, my algorithm

started with a modest opening bid. But as word spread through certain circles, the numbers began

provoking him,"

y life, are no longer his to command,"

s, clearly proxies for Harrison, pushed the price up relentlessly. But they w

conds, then counter with a clean, round number that was just high enough to be infuria

Caleb muttered, leani

elve, to fourteen. In the final ten seconds, Harrison's highest pro

ible second, a n

5,000

zero. The auct

, his mouth hanging open.

. The funds, converted through a series of cryptocurrencies and untraceable transfers, had been deposited into her n

te, encrypted communication from the bu

tment in a br

chill, not of fear but of intrigue, ran down her spine. Who was this person

publicly outmaneuvered and forced to watch as a competitor-he was sure it was a corporate rival-snatched the data from u

ated him. She had turned his own demands in

nd reckless, to the Sinclair estate. He screeched to a halt before the imposing gates and laid

came through the intercom, polite but firm. "I'm sorry, Mr. V

it. She watched him slam his fist against the steering wheel, a spoiled child denied his favorite toy. A cold, co

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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."”