Jilted Girlfriend? I Am The Tycoon's Wife

Chapter 3 No.3

Word Count: 722 | Released on: 23/09/2026

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here beside Cara, his large, warm h

ainst its saucer. The haughty, generational arrogance that had coated

ristine charcoal wool of his tailored sleeve, she could feel th

rough the door behind Beck, carrying an ultra-slim ti

essed him in a mut

rators a second glance. His glacial b

ere from Presbyterian." Beck's cold eyes finally shifted, resting on Mrs. Croft until the woman sto

single decibel. Yet every syll

real estate holding firm; compared to the Greer financi

her son up by his blazer collar. "It was a misunderstanding! Mark instig

, humiliating apologies. "Mrs. Greer, Mr. Greer, please! We bl

dripping with sweat. "The matter is resolved! A minor disag

ilted his dark head down, his ice-

corners of his lips curving with dangerous,

regally gracious. "Since it was just boys being boys, let's not waste o

s gaming buddy had domesticated his terrifying u

nnounced, turning smoot

ened themselves against the wall,

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a, then looked at his uncle, shrinking

Now that the performance was over, she gentl

came down, his long fingers lightly bu

king up into his

rtyard ahead, the corners of his lips cur

urmured in a low,

er ribs. She stared at him, her pulse sp

asped, slapping both

ice-blue eyes gleaming with profou

hly, "my nephew whispered your code name a bi

Cara's face, dusting th

ressure to pry her fingers away. "And yo

hands casually into his trouser pockets, watching her f

lips twitching. "I found your pe

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Jilted Girlfriend? I Am The Tycoon's Wife

Dolores Romance

“Cara Lewis sat quietly as her boyfriend of three years pushed a plate of dessert across the table, wearing a rehearsed mask of sorrow. He claimed he had to break up with her for her own good, blaming his lack of connections on Wall Street and insisting he couldn't give her the life she deserved. He acted like a martyr making a tragic sacrifice, waiting for her desperate tears and trembling denial. Instead, Cara calmly pulled out a stack of glossy photos and an elegant engagement invitation. She exposed his secret affair with the wealthy Hailie Lewis, completely dismantling his hypocritical social climb. Leaving the cheating narcissist pale and humiliated, Cara paid the bill and walked out, thinking the trash had finally been taken out. But her newly single evening took a chaotic turn when a teenage gaming partner called in a panic. He begged her to crash his elite prep school and pose as his aunt to save him from expulsion. Cara agreed, flawlessly playing the role of the secret new wife to his uncle, a notoriously ruthless Wall Street titan. She was thoroughly dominating the snobby school board when the office doors suddenly swung open. The real billionaire uncle, Beck Greer, walked into the room. Cara's heart dropped into her stomach as his glacial eyes locked onto her, knowing her social existence in New York was about to end. Caught in a terrifying, inescapable lie, Cara made an insane calculation. She stepped forward, firmly hooked her arm through the billionaire's, and smiled sweetly. "Honey, what took you so long? Julian and I were being bullied." She waited for the executioner's axe to fall, but the untouchable tycoon simply covered her hand with his and played along.”