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Substitute Bride: Curing The Disabled Billionaire

Substitute Bride: Curing The Disabled Billionaire

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 590    |    Released on: Today at 14:24

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they wrapped around a porcelain coffee cup. They had broug

ref

a whisper, but it sliced

k. "You have no right! This family has fed

harpening into a razor‑thin smile as she turned

ross the coffee table. It sto

zed, her stomach twisting into a hard

cial report on your grandmother's death," she purred. "An ac

s turned white. Her grandmother-the only person w

worry some unfortunate new evidence might find its way to the police. It would

es couldn't hide the chill in her eyes. It was a blu

last words echoed:

ed, she needed access, power,

en warned to fear, suddenly looked l

id flatly. She needed c

ged a triumphant glance

heckbook from her purse. She scribbled a n

folded it, and tuck

s the w

aid. "The Sinclairs

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oor, her back straight, her small

u get to the Sinclair estate, remember who

nd. A tiny, ice‑cold

or, shutting out

y weak. She took off her glasses. The meek, plain girl vanished,

a quick, encrypted message: Plan B

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Substitute Bride: Curing The Disabled Billionaire
Substitute Bride: Curing The Disabled Billionaire
“Faye was brought back from the countryside by her father, not out of love, but to be a sacrificial lamb. Her stepmother demanded she take her younger sister's place to marry Julian Sinclair, a billionaire heir paralyzed in a crash and notorious for his cruel temper. When Faye refused, her stepmother threatened to fabricate scandalous evidence about Faye's late grandmother-the only person who had ever loved her. Forced into the marriage, Faye was sent to the oppressive Sinclair estate with nothing but a shabby duffel bag. She immediately faced blatant hostility from Julian's arrogant sister and scheming cousins, who mocked her origins and treated her like dirt. When Faye prepared a traditional herbal paste to treat Julian, the entire family ambushed her, surrounding her to accuse her of being a backwoods fraud trying to poison the crippled heir. They all thought she was just a meek, helpless pawn meant to suffer in a gilded cage. They didn't realize she had already deduced Julian was actually paralyzed by a rare neurotoxin, nor did they know she was secretly a master healer searching for the truth behind her grandmother's murder. "I trust her." Julian shocked his family by tasting the vile paste himself, suddenly gasping as a burning sensation flared in his dead legs for the first time in three years. Faye adjusted her black-framed glasses, hiding a chilling smile. It was time to use the Sinclair empire to hunt down her enemies.”