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From Hidden Lover To His Boss: The Billionaire's Ultimate Regret

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 815    |    Released on: Today at 18:01

st coated the desk, and the mattress was stripped bare, smelling faintly of neg

o hire a maid to run a duster over the furniture. They despised her-that was no secret-but

t the next twenty minutes wiping down the surfaces. Only when the room met he

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perfectly tousled, she looked less like a woman getting ready for bed and more like an actre

alking. "Move, Jordi

ut to grab Bailey's arm. "Mom said you've been staying out for days. People are

cticed ease. "Still listening at keyh

rs. The venom returned to her eyes the moment she saw Bailey, but it melted into a sickening swe

lene's screeching that could wake the d

artyr to perfection. "I just wanted to make su

hat she is. Bailey, stay in your room tomorrow morning. Jordin's fiancé is coming over for lunch.

the two of them-the doting mother and the two-faced sister. "Don't worr

high-stakes lunch or the Morrows' VIP guest. Instead, she went for a grueling five-mil

to a messy, high ponytail. Dressed in tight black leggings and a cropped athletic tank, she radiated

aybach parked near the entrance. The custom license plate was a s

ght to the kitchen for water, but the heavy, oppressive sil

ng as the financial magazines claimed-crisp white shirt, sharp, unforgiving features, and a cold authority that seemed to suck the

damp skin catching the light of the foyer chandelier. She d

d onto hers. The reaction was microscopic-a sudden stillness, a slight tighte

xact temperature of her skin, the way she breathed when she was ex

letic appearance as if Bailey had dragged a corpse onto the rug. "What are you doing? I told y

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From Hidden Lover To His Boss: The Billionaire's Ultimate Regret
From Hidden Lover To His Boss: The Billionaire's Ultimate Regret
“After three years of being billionaire Dorr Randall's hidden lover, Bailey was dismissed with a seven-figure check. He coldly announced he was marrying an "old friend" for a family alliance, fully expecting her to break down and beg. Instead, Bailey calmly pocketed the money, signed the separation papers, and walked out of his penthouse without looking back. Seeking temporary refuge, she returned to her estranged, abusive family's estate, only to be struck by a cruel twist of fate. The prestigious fiancé her stepmother and stepsister were so desperately fawning over was none other than Dorr. Her stepmother looked at her with pure disgust, treating her like a stray dog. "Don't you dare bring your bad luck and disgrace into this house while he's here." At the family dinner, Bailey wore a flawless mask of indifference, politely greeting the completely stunned Dorr as her future brother-in-law. But instead of keeping his distance, Dorr lost his mind, stalking her through the city and cornering her in a fit of insane, possessive jealousy. When he impulsively canceled the wedding, her stepfamily viciously blamed Bailey, cursing her as a jealous homewrecker and throwing her out. Exhausted by their endless cruelty and Dorr's suffocating hypocrisy, Bailey decided she was done being their punching bag. She accepted a life-changing offer from the one person who could crush them all: Dorr's formidable grandmother. At the city's grandest charity gala, Bailey stepped into the dazzling spotlight as the Matriarch's official protégée and the sudden heir to half of their billionaire trust. Looking down at her stepfamily's terrified faces and Dorr's horrified eyes, she finally smiled.”