The Ruthless Billionaire's Unwanted Defiant Bride

Chapter 2

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uckles white on the steering wheel, his occasional sighs filling the car

ess digging into her skin. For the first time, she felt a profound, crushing sense of powerlessness. All

re," "final notice," and "canceled contracts" drifted through the door. The Roy propos

r personal freedom warring with the primal need to protect he

the door. Her parents looked up

aid, her voice stea

king the city, Alaric Roy was eviscerating a G

ul thinking," he said, his German as fluent and prec

eek, encrypted phone on the polished desk. Alaric glanced at the caller ID: Grandfathe

all with a curt dismissal

heerful voice boomed from the other en

ngers holding the phone tightened, th

say that. Which is why it's fortunat

The sister he'd been searching for f

allowed. "What's the condition?"

ding, once the marriage is publicly

t before she vanished from their lives, flashed in his mind.

olor of storm clouds, cold and empt

ng beneath him like a conquered territory. He felt like a pawn on his grandf

a complete file on a woman named Aracely

eady on your desk, sir. Theodor

sified. He was a puppet in a play h

within painted a very different picture, a carefully constructed narrative of a social climber who had frequented events kn

onto his desk. To him, she wasn't a person. She was jus

veryone. Arthur answered it. It was Alaric Roy's assist

ail pinged on his phone. He opened

age contained a sing

has been signed. The weddi

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The Ruthless Billionaire's Unwanted Defiant Bride

Mei Piaoxiang Modern

“My family's business was on the brink of collapse, and our only lifeline was my forced marriage to Alaric Roy, the city's most ruthless billionaire heir. I tried to sabotage the arrangement by acting like a vulgar gold digger in front of his grandfather, but the old man saw through my act and forced the wedding anyway. On our wedding night, I expected cold indifference, but instead, I got a warden. Alaric threw a fabricated background check at my feet, his eyes full of absolute disgust. He accused me of being a manipulative predator who conspired with his grandfather to trap him. To teach me a lesson, he called his assistant right in front of me and ordered the immediate, hostile takeover of my family's company. "Now do you understand your place?" he sneered. I was humiliated and terrified. I didn't want this marriage any more than he did, yet I was the one paying the price. He abandoned me that night, and the next morning, his past lover crashed the family breakfast. She waved a cufflink around, crying that Alaric had spent the night with her, waiting for me to break down in tears in front of his smirking relatives. Instead of crying, I took a calm sip of my black coffee and turned to the furious family patriarch. "Grandfather, your guest appears to be unwell. The family breakfast table is not the place for a psychiatric evaluation." If they thought I was just going to be a victim in their twisted family drama, they were dead wrong.”