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Marrying The Cheating Ex's Billionaire Uncle

Chapter 8

Word Count: 820 | Released on: 07/08/2026

t she had fabricated online. It detailed a rare blood di

react if she became a liability instead of an asset. She hadn

ssing, personal anxiety su

sophisticated. But she cou

ning at a top-tier private clinic on the Upper East Side-the Whi

She knew it wouldn't hold up, b

he clinic. After checking in, a nur

. She had never felt so alone, so ashamed. The waiting

on apologetic. "Ms. Smith, I'm so sorry. Dr. Miller was ca

She couldn't wait. She ju

er doctor avail

. However, one of our clinic partners happens to be here for a quarterly review. He's not a pra

the principal investor in the Whitfield

name was a pun

New York's elite. It had to be a coinc

Where

His office is at the end. But, just so yo

no mood to deal with a difficult investor,

oak door. A deep voice fr

iar. A jolt of unea

h his back to her, looking out a large window as he spoke on

day. I don't care how you do it. Make it ha

The back. The voi

s call and slowl

is face, her s

from the hotel. Th

tly in surprise. Then, a flicker of som

ed run. She spu

ing speed. A hand pressed flat against the door beside her head, bloc

she hissed, her voice a furious w

playful light in his gray eyes. "You gave me a ring. Yo

m off, her face flaming. "And

opped an octave, sending

door was suddenly thrown

there?" It was Julian's vo

's blood

oor by his uncle, her face flushed and clothes d

's chest, panic rising in

smirk curled his lips. His hand didn't let go. Instea

unlocked

Seraphina, trapped and pale, to his uncle, intimately holding her. His face went

n? What the hell i

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Marrying The Cheating Ex's Billionaire Uncle

Dolorita Drinker Modern

“For three years, Seraphina played the perfect, supportive girlfriend to Julian, a supposedly struggling student, hoping his love would save her from a vicious step-family. But when she finally knelt down to propose, he fled in a panic. Following him to an exclusive club, she uncovered a shattering truth: he was actually a billionaire heir, and their entire relationship was nothing but a cruel bet. Hiding in the shadows, she listened as Julian bragged to his wealthy friends. "I'll have my fun, and then I'll dump her." He mocked her innocent devotion, laughing about how her desperate love was a pathetic joke. Her three years of sacrifice meant absolutely nothing. To make matters worse, she soon learned her stepmother was already secretly plotting to marry her stepsister off to Julian, stealing her only way out. A frozen, suffocating rage consumed her heart. How could someone casually destroy another person's life for sport? She refused to be his naive, helpless victim anymore. If her purity was just a punchline to his arrogant friends, she would show him exactly how ruthless she could be. In a reckless act of revenge, she threw herself at a cold, commanding stranger in the bar, leaving her late mother's ring behind in his hotel bed. But when she later crossed paths with the stranger, she froze. He was Damian Carlisle-Julian's untouchable, ruthlessly powerful uncle. "If your concern is about me, you can relax. That night was my first time as well." Staring at the most dangerous man in New York, Seraphina didn't run. Instead, she knew exactly who she was going to marry to destroy them all.”