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Betrayed Heiress: The Billionaire's Contract Bride

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 776    |    Released on: 21/10/2026

d her wavy hair up, and walked up the stairs from the medical bay to the m

the car

down the gangway in her stilettos without looking back. A black Maybach was waiting a

against the leather seat and tapped the phone screen. Pr

ite tuxedo, had his arm wrapped tightly around Genie 's waist, smiling smoothly before a wall of flashing cameras. Genie wore the limited

er shoved a micr

ia's disappearance, are you officially annou

ression, though calcula

Dale family trust fund needs a stable leader.

o tears, resting her

. I will take good care of Jax and m

veral Manhattan socialites clinke

ect time, didn't she? Otherwise, how could Genie cli

g transferred straight to Coffey Industries through

new how to buy tabloid clout. Getting played by

ast the room and finalize the engagement. Sudd

cked open from the outside. Cold wind rushed into the

slip dress, her stilettos clicking sharply against the marble floor as she walked in. Her

d on the floor, splashing wine across his white cuffs. H

are you st

r ankle in her high heels and crashing awkwardl

f the red carpet, her red li

even been held yet, and you're al

pped photos of Jax and Genie's pale faces. Jax's chest heave

curity? This woman is

ad of backing down, Aria snatched a heavy silver steak knife from the buffet

to touch the legal he

rderous look in her eyes. Jax yanked at

! You've already been stri

able with a loud clatter. Reaching into her black clutch, she p

ou and Genie could roll around on my b

ly from Jax's face as he s

her hand!" Jax screamed hysteri

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Betrayed Heiress: The Billionaire's Contract Bride
Betrayed Heiress: The Billionaire's Contract Bride
“My parents passed away, leaving me as the sole heir to the Dale family's twenty percent trust fund. But the people I trusted most-my fiancé and my own cousin-conspired to steal it all. They sent masked thugs to a cliffside, forcing me to jump into the freezing Atlantic Ocean. While I was drowning in the abyss, they were at the Waldorf Astoria, throwing a lavish engagement party. My fiancé put on a pained face for the cameras, claiming he would manage my shares in my memory. My cousin leaned against his chest, wearing the couture gown meant for my wedding. They thought they could murder me, roll around naked on my bed, and swallow my fortune without a trace. They truly believed I was just a stupid bimbo who deserved to be played and thrown away. But I didn't die in that pitch-black water. Instead, I was fished out by Wall Street's most ruthless billionaire, Caesar Whitfield. To survive and protect my inheritance, I signed a top-secret marriage agreement with him. The very next night, wearing a black silk dress, I kicked open the heavy doors of their engagement banquet. "My dear fiancé, my funeral hasn't even been held yet, and you're already rushing to marry my cousin?" I held up the USB drive containing their sex tape, backed by my new husband's heavily armed security team. It was time to take back what belonged to me.”