Fake Marriage? The Billionaire Heiress Has A Thousand Faces

relaxed, yet she carried herself with an unshakeable confidence. Behind her designer sunglasses, her expression

sn't the amount that mattered; it was the principle. With the matter settled, she hadn't just purchased "Derailed," the signature piece

mand extraordinary prices on the market. This was her gift-a

condition," the gallery manager said, practically beaming. "Will you be tak

d assumed Kylee was just another

ted a single transaction for

ready discreetly r

gnature to make the transf

took the contract and pen, poised to sign. Just as the nib to

snatched 'Derailed' ri

hough dressed head-to-toe in expensive high fashion, the ugly snarl

gle glance, Kylee signed her n

bitch! Are you deaf? I saw that pain

ch perfectly executed astonishment it was a weapon in itself. "Oh," she

rprise only fueled

ailed.' Hand it over, now. Or this is going to end very badly for

noring the tirade as if it were mere background noise. The manager glanced nervously

ng she had a claim to." Her voice became pure, cool command as she turned back to the mana

olute. She saw the potential for Jared's w

controlled environment, shifts in temperature

orld-renowned and yield substantial returns on her investment, and she would not

ic. "You bitch, don't yo

echoed through the gallery. Kylee's hand had la

e it barks and tries to bite me? I'm sorry. When a rabid dog comes at me, my first instinct isn't to reason with it. It's to put it down." At the far end of the gallery, a man in a bla

eres

, his fingers leisurely

slight nod before turning to the men standing behind

ver here. From this moment on, this

ors." The assistant paused as t

e as casual as if commenting on the weather. "Tell the