Divorcing The Billionaire: The Hidden Tech Tycoon

ough Gracie's spine and

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as's arms. Not a single hair on her head was out of p

burying her face against his collarbone. "I got so dizzy just now

kening thud behind him made his

sharply, Chas loo

iron speed bump, her face drained of all color as br

aci

inst the side of the Maybach and dropped to one knee on t

t tou

, Gracie swung her uninjured left hand and

of fresh blood from Gracie's fingers spattering a

ted her head from

ing, or even anger. She looked at Chas with pure, unfiltered rev

lton," Gracie whispered, her voice raw an

r disgust in her gaze hit him harder than th

or on Chas's face and panicked. She immediately bit

se Chas let go of you to catch me?" Anabe

e only dropped you by accident because he was te

down when you let go, so she barely fell from two feet up! Is she lying

ulsion in her eyes, Chas seized on Anabella's tw

aring down at Gracie wit

barked, raising his voice to

t to hit the steel bumper-if I hadn't caught her, she would have cracked her skull o

p at him from t

ron bar accuse her of acting, Gracie suddenly felt that

hand against the cold concrete and forced

d dripped from her right fingertips onto her shoes, y

a quiet, icy laugh, sweeping

and the other is a blind bastard who throws his injured wife onto an iron bar for

ned around and walked toward the

ily from her fingertips onto the gray co

grab her left arm. "Your wound is bleeding again! Get in t

n around o

rom her coat. With a sharp metallic click, the razor-sharp blad

es froze instantly

ead calm and lethal under the fluorescent lights. "Take one more step toward m

t her in comp

es to be his dutiful wife. In a single night, that compliance had vanished, leaving

k into her pocket, and walked up the ramp int

yellow cab on the street

r aching back against the seat and pulled out her phone w

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tacts and dialed a number sh

ng. Gonzalo Bailey's deep, concerned vo

n the morning in New Yor

voice, the freezing tension in

wait until next month to make it official," Gracie sa

ine, the sound of a pen c

percent founder equity have been waiting for you for two years," Gonzalo r

er her. "Send the official employment contract to my private

e. Take care of

, the cab stopped ou

stairs into the guest bedroom-not the master suite she used to s

er blood-stained coat, she sank

CTO employment contract from Apex Innovations sat at the t

one began to buzz viol

ith an incoming call

eft thumb, she declined the call, blocked his num