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Flash Marriage To The Wheelchair Tyrant

Chapter 10 

Word Count: 782    |    Released on: Today at 18:52

of the B-wing and pushed open the door to the Regenerativ

n minutes ago?" Julian asked, pushin

backup dose of Neuro-Peptide 513. "Switch Grandma's morning drip to this second vial to

e box, his expressi

d doesn't hand out miracle drugs for free. And if the med

d they won't find out, because The Surgeon

in defeat, sha

-your majes

ge of his desk, "I just got word that Ernesto pushed through a

from his fingers, hitting

that man! Everyone in Manhattan knows h

ng smile as she thought of the man she had left paralyzed on a toilet seat with L-O-S-E-

g dark eyes, realization hi

dy crossed paths wit

t, simply tapping the silver dolp

ed, throwing his hands up in surr

out a rare, g

r Hayes. You're still

I hold an MD-PhD from Johns Hopkins and published three lead pa

asandra raised a brow, already

ied two ste

your plan is! You're walking

ing back over her shoulder as the ha

e, Julian. I already

lled out her phone under the clearing Manhattan sky. Unblocking Er

answered on the second ring, Casandra

rriage alliance. Send the cont

agree? That's wonderful, I

r. "I'll play your twisted game, Ernesto. But remember this-on the chessboard,

ocked him again be

at back in his wheelchair-his legs finally regaining their feeling after four hours of humili

s windows, looking out over the glittering Manhatt

ton," Dedric murmured, his thumb flicking his silve

. Colin's voice came

nalized the marriage agreement to cover the Page scandal. The board already countersigned it an hour ago

me meant nothing to him-he had never thought to ask the woman in that restroom fo

oth velvet stretched over razor-sharp steel. "And prepare a wedd

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Flash Marriage To The Wheelchair Tyrant
Flash Marriage To The Wheelchair Tyrant
“Brought back from a rusty trailer park, I was supposed to be the Turner family's obedient marriage pawn. But the night before my engagement, I caught my wealthy fiancé and my beloved stepsister rolling around naked in the hotel's presidential suite. I filmed the whole thing, but my biological father didn't care about the truth. He called me an ungrateful wretch, claiming I drugged my stepsister out of jealousy. He released a midnight press statement canceling the engagement due to my bad morals and threatened to cut off my grandmother's life-saving medical payments. To fill the massive hole in the family trust fund, my father quickly found a new use for me. He sold me off to Dedric Black, the notoriously ruthless, paralyzed head of the Black family who allegedly sent his last three fiancées straight to the psychiatric ward. They thought they were throwing a helpless country bumpkin into the wolves' den. What they didn't know was that I am actually a top-tier underground surgeon. Even better, I had just run into my terrifying new fiancé in a men's restroom earlier that night-standing on two perfectly healthy legs. "Tell my father I accept the marriage." I smiled coldly. It was time to see how long my new husband could keep up his little act.”