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Marrying My Ex's Rival For Sweet Revenge

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 833    |    Released on: 20/08/2026

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. I broke the silence first. "Thank you, Mr. Farley

axed. "And why? I heard my rival's fiancée was in

ive. I didn't believe a word of it, but

you," I said, my to

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instantly. "Wha

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security firm that, until now, had only ex

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ch. Your record at MIT was impressive, Ms. Stanton.

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tell Judith that if she even thinks about using that NDA,

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Marrying My Ex's Rival For Sweet Revenge
Marrying My Ex's Rival For Sweet Revenge
“I was at my lavish engagement party, smiling perfectly beside my star hockey player fiancé, Jaimen Blackburn. Then my phone buzzed with an anonymous message. It was a high-definition photo of Jaimen naked in a hotel bed with his ex-girlfriend, taken just hours ago. I hijacked the stage and projected the disgusting photo onto the massive ballroom screen, publicly dumping him in front of everyone. But instead of getting sympathy, my own mother called to curse me out for ruining their "golden ticket" to wealth. Jaimen's mother, a ruthless billionaire, immediately prepared to destroy my life. She planned to use an ironclad NDA I was forced to sign, threatening to bankrupt me if I ever spoke out. I was left entirely homeless, hunted by vicious paparazzi, and facing total financial ruin for a betrayal I didn't even commit. Seven years of my youth and loyalty were reduced to a public joke. Why was I the one being punished, silenced, and thrown to the wolves when he was the one who cheated? Just as I hit rock bottom, a sleek black Bentley pulled up in the shadows. Out stepped Gannon Farley, Jaimen's biggest nemesis and the billionaire captain of the rival team. He handed me a seven-figure contract, a massive pink diamond, and the original copy of my NDA that he had just personally stolen. "Be my fake fiancée, and we'll destroy them together." I looked at the contract, picked up the pen, and signed my name.”