Marrying The Comatose Billionaire For Sweet Revenge

suitcase, her movements brisk and exact despite the weight of jet lag. Years in federal prison, followed by clandestine training i

in a custom couture gown with her arm looped through Darren Vaughn's-the man who, until days ago, had still been Reyna's fiancé in name. A repor

Her eyes rimmed red as sh

efore her prison sentence. Darren and I will c

p the remote and shut off the television. The b

walked in carrying two heavy silver temperature-controlled

gement party," Phoebe said, setting one case down. "Not a single

nds. Her fingers brushed over the engr

e. Sloane and Gordon had turned the fabricated evidence against her, sending h

chemical threats, Margaret had uncovered an internal scandal, been framed by a rival faction, and then been extradited under seal to the United States and buried inside a federal

files and a trail of instructions in Europe. Margaret's former associates had tested Reyna for two years, putting her thr

twork. Reyna had returned to New York with only her expertise, Margaret's encrypted files,

be. In this house, co

er, hesitating bef

e day your marriage registration

ned marriage contract. Her gaze settled on Conrad Vaugh

Gordon and the Vaughn family had arranged a match between the two relatives t

had left her frozen under the existing court order, withhold the original clinical-trial records that could

ization documents with the marriage agreement, expecting a desperate

y to veto the impending merger. Three years ago, a private-plane crash had disfigured him, damaged his nerves, and left him dependent on a wheelchair. While h

n the crash did not match his original injuries. Someone had been lacing his t

pable of stopping their merger directly in her hands. She had signed the agreement because their trap offered her p

ies believed they were burying two problems in the same g

dly in the hallway about the massive bridal gifts the Vaughn family had

son, dumped by Mr. Darren, and now she's marrying Mr.

for the doorknob to confront them, bu

ver to the vanity, picked up a vintage silver fountain pen, and clipped it to her collar. Turning around, she swept her gaze a

t's

. Heavy arrangements of white roses lined the walls for Sloane's

them. Seeing Reyna, their eyes darted sideways, and they d

lling over the carpet with a low rumble. The maids gasped and scrambled to press themsel

mahogany door to her father Gord

o Chairman Caldwell?" Ph

sed door for two seconds, the corne

ze out of the Vaughn family to care about the daughter he s

d sound of Gordon speaking o

servants in the main foyer fell dead silent as her boots hit the marble floor. The

nged a sedan to take yo

ed out her phone, dialed a numb

to the fr

hed into the hall. Waiting at the bottom of the steps was not the Caldwell family sedan, but a

glanced back once at the house built on her late moth

rang out as she hurried onto