The Hockey Captain's $300,000 Fake Fiancée

Chapter 4

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her and his clean, soap-like smell. I pressed myself against t

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moment on, you're not begging him to stay. You're sharing your good news

like I was in a dream. This man seemed to have b

Massachusetts General Hospital, bette

nce, each step feeling unsteady, as if I were walking on clouds.

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The Hockey Captain's $300,000 Fake Fiancée

Xiao Wang Modern

“My father was dying. My younger brother needed surgery. And I needed $300,000 I didn't have. After a wealthy blind date calculated my family's medical bills over dinner and told me no man would ever want "a mess like mine," I walked away with nothing but humiliation. Then Harrison Scott offered to buy my help. Briar University's golden hockey captain needed a respectable fake fiancée to silence his scandal-hungry ex and protect his career. I needed money. One contract. Three hundred thousand dollars. No feelings. I should have known nothing about Harrison was that simple. Behind the dazzling smile and college-star reputation, he was the secret heir to a multibillion-dollar sports empire. He erased my father's hospital debt, paid for my brother's surgery, and gave me enough power to finally face the former best friend who had framed me for a car crash and stolen my boyfriend. The deal was fake. The way Harrison touched me wasn't. And every time he called me his fiancée, it became harder to remember where the contract ended-and where something dangerously real began. Then my father coughed up blood. Before the doctors rushed him into surgery, he confessed the secret that destroyed everything I knew about myself. "I'm not your real father, Elly. Your mother left you with a locket bearing the Bass family crest... and I stole it." I had spent my whole life poor, humiliated, and made to feel worthless-only to discover I might be the stolen daughter of a powerful dynasty. Now my father was dying, my enemies still thought I was helpless, and the only person I could turn to was the man I had promised never to need. My fake fiancé. My secret billionaire. The man who was about to make our $300,000 lie feel dangerously real.”