My Fake Husband Is A Zillionaire

Chapter 7

Word Count: 837 | Released on: 11/06/2026

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ver or offer useless advice. Instead, he went into the kitchen, and a fe

that led to the small balcony, stepped

elcome contrast to the heated emotion of the last few hours. He stood the

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st?" Axel's voice exploded through the

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g for you." Axel was on a roll now, his grievances pouring

I know what you're capable of. Handlin

tled into something closer to smug. "

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ed mo

n within hours. He'd be tracked down and dragged back home before he could blin

out there? Send me the account details.

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row furrowed in concentration, but the slump in

r, reaching out to every potential investor she could think of. And

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ense shoulders, and he began to knead the tight knots o

run yourself into the ground, and it won't bring Sterling an

wait and hope. Jennings has blacklisted me with half the

or will open that you hav

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fast re

ghost of a smile tugged at

shoulder. "I saved you dinner. Eat first

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, her expression unreadable. Then s

. When she was finished, she se

said. "For today.

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Axel Stone was staring at a wire transfer authorization f

hattering, awe-inspiring move that a man lik

his voice tonight, he

iend was clearly in over his head. It was his d

e keyboard. He deleted the n

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“Addie went to her fiancé's corporate office to surprise him, only to push open the door and find a blonde stranger straddling him on his desk. After three years of devotion, Jennings didn't even look guilty. Instead, he scoffed with casual cruelty. "Her pathetic little company depends entirely on my funding. Without me, she'd be bankrupt in a month. After the wedding, she won't have a choice but to spread her legs." Disgusted, Addie ripped her engagement ring from her neck and hurled it at his face. But Jennings was confident she'd come crawling back. He instantly froze her startup's funding, and her own father threatened to disown her if she didn't apologize to the cheating heir just to save their families' corporate merger. Cornered and humiliated, Addie refused to bow. Stepping out of the building, she bumped into a dusty, rugged construction worker. To permanently sever ties and spite her arrogant ex, she grabbed the stranger's arm. "I would rather marry him than spend one more minute with you!" she declared, dragging the penniless worker straight to City Hall. She thought she was just using a quiet stranger for a paper marriage. Feeling guilty, she even gave him her spare key and a bank card so he wouldn't go hungry while she scrambled to save her dying company. But days later, an impossible $50 million investment dropped into her failing account. And when a predatory client tried to assault her during a business trip, the conference room door was kicked off its hinges by terrifying men in bespoke suits who brutally shattered the attacker's bones. Addie stared at the scene, her mind reeling. Her quiet, sweet "construction worker" husband-the man currently spending her pocket money-wasn't just a random guy off the street. She had accidentally married Hurley Slate, the untouchable shadow ruler of Chicago's financial underworld. And he was absolutely obsessed with his new wife.”