Earning Billions From My Cruel Fiancé

on, letting out a metal-tearing moan that shattered t

ut and saw the screen glowing ominously red, and a digital clock was

er stomach churning violently, maki

driveway. An ankle twisted, the burning pain shooting up her calf. She gasped, steadie

me from the wide

e chain rang out with a piercing metallic sound, stretched

th caught, her whole body stiffened-her primal fear of large dogs para

to really

ass of whiskey waving in his hand, the amber liquid reflecting the harsh California sunlight.

rning him into a tall, dark silhouette. She couldn't see his ex

than any curse. He turned around, his lazy gesture clear

back half a pace, her back hitting the c

sh. The chain danced through the air, and the black m

the soft leather of the Hermès bag. She braced herself for the impa

n did n

mething heavy hitting the ground, and the

y on the ground, arms wrapped around the Doberman's neck, face pressed again

. Cold sweat had soaked through the silk lining

e clear and rhythmic knocking of expensive shoes coming from the marbl

d just a few feet in front of her. Up close, he was even taller-six feet three inch

oice. "But I guess, a Tang family member who begs for l

ite into the soft inner walls of her mouth, almost splitting

ockingly cold gray, like a blizzard on a winter ocean. She met his gaze,

ly stretched out, his fingers wrapping around her chin, squeezin

s face only inches from hers. "You're no match for

d his hand away. The sound was crisp and loud amid the tense silenc

te. He stepped forward, the violence radiating

cold, smooth surface of the phone. She pulled it out, h

ove, the name "Eleanor Beaumont" was displayed in bo

. "I'll call your mother. I'll tell her you tried to have you

ure, undisguised disgust surged across his face-jaw tensed, lips pre

a step back. The physical pressure vanish

left Kolo. "Get that be

still gasping for breath, managing

tly gripping the phone, her knuckles aching faintly. She released her fingers and saw

s from the phone, like a coi

contempt score incr

p's interface. A new

balance:

the corner of her mouth. Almost

ode toward the mansion without looking back. The

ar and the lingering scent of adrenaline. She lifted

the house. The battl