Oops! My Boy Toy Is A Billionaire Heir

Chapter 7

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furious constellation in the dark. When he finally came back inside, the room wa

ing to break the suffocating silence

father requests your presence in the

The air smelled of old leather, cigar smoke, and crisis. Arthu

rthur said, dispensing

They're putting the brakes on the Hamptons resort p

e alarm. "What? Why? We're

scretion and stability above all else. A public, messy divorce from their primary pa

hing. This wasn't just about family drama anymor

lude both Frank and Camille. "In three days, Matilda Prince, the family matri

ting the impli

ed to convince." Arthur's eyes locked onto them. "The two of you will attend that gala. You will be the imag

e' and felt nothing. It was just ano

rich. He was royalty in the cutthroat world of New York fin

manage a public relations crisis, not to act

or. This isn't just about our family. It's about the value of the company. The shares you hold

ey. It was her ticket to a new li

strand of hair around her finger. The price of

e said finall

h of relief, a rare sm

a rustle of silk and determination. She

ng, my dear. And to ensure you are both properly prepared, and to avoid any.

to Frank, sharp

be staying in

Camille

protest, but one look fr

with him, of breathing the same air all night, was physically

he master suite in a

. The chaise lounge, her smal

emained wa

bed, a vast white deser

. They stood on opposite sides of the room, two s

tie, his movements

, locking the door behind her. She just needed to be

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Liz Nozick Romance

“Three years ago, Camille Garner caught her husband, Frank Walters, in bed with her best friend. So she did the only thing a humiliated heiress could do. She found herself a beautiful young lover, paid his bills, kept him close, and made sure Frank was no longer the only one allowed to betray their marriage. Cody was supposed to be nothing more than her revenge. Handsome. Obedient. Disposable. Until Frank came back from Europe with April Mercado on his arm. April, Camille's fragile former best friend. April, Frank's mistress. April, now pregnant with his child. In the middle of JFK, Frank expected Camille to cry, beg, or quietly swallow the shame like a proper wife. Instead, Camille smiled, looked at his pregnant mistress, and asked for a divorce. Frank thought he could crush her. He threatened to leave her with nothing. But the ruthless Walters family did not protect their cheating son. To save their stock price and their reputation, they forced Frank to keep Camille by his side until one final billionaire gala was over. Camille agreed. One last performance as the perfect wife. One last night in a backless white gown, with her old bullet scar exposed and every powerful family in New York watching. Then the music stopped. The most untouchable man in the room, Kellen Prince, appeared before her. The heir every billionaire feared. The man holding the Walters family's future in his hands. And the man Camille had known for three years as Cody. Her paid lover. Her pretty little secret. Her boy toy. Now he was staring at her like she had always belonged to him. Frank finally realized he had not just lost his wife. He had handed her straight to a man powerful enough to destroy him.”