The Discarded Wife Is An Unstoppable Tycoon

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amed glasses, and her eyes instantl

ing waves around her shoulders, and her lips were pain

res, she radiated a magnetic allure. She was the polar opp

competition next week. Wa

econd thought. "Nah, I haven't touched

off some steam." Jennifer grinned. "Just picture the

sip of her drink.

e reigning champ ever since you quit. It would be epic to watch you show up," Jennifer said, her exci

e table, the competition det

Beyond the lavish reward,

der a code name. The champion earned the rig

is mask. I am dying to see the face of the m

dangerous smile playing on her lips. "If I

riosity obvious. Eleanor met her

onsultation with The Miracle Doctor. On The Mirac

ike that? People will be clawing their

om." Eleanor rose, movin

w steps when a group of

rgeous. Have a

r her body. Eleanor's smile vanish

said, her voice

that. Nothing better t

nor said, "Get out of my way, u

d, a smirk spreading across his

hand shot out, the edge of her palm connecting w

ieked, clutching

ish the thought, a series of swift kick

e all sprawled on the ground, gr

tai

and she's got moves. Totally my type,

er of recognition nagging at him. The more he looked, the mo

hey stop for a drink after her doctor's appointment. He n

Annabelle asked, her vo

way. That bombshell has way too much fire

y knew. But there was no denying it. The stunning, dangerous woman on t

a slut. What else do you expect? My brother just dumped her, and now s

met with a chor

do. They can't l

man. A woman who dresses like

man to cling to, she's not

lood boil. "Shut up," he snarl

t another word, he turned and