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Registering A Late Marriage With My Billionaire

Registering A Late Marriage With My Billionaire

Author: Sebastian
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Chapter 1 This person was none other than Chris Anderson!

Word Count: 1083    |    Released on: 25/06/2023

(the State of California, commonly referred t

ild West cowboy. The rest stop on the highway, located far from the centre of Los Angeles, had no

n catch a glimpse of a passing vehicle. The sun brought

left hand casually holding a Texas cowboy hat, he fanned himself with a breeze while

e always carried a smile that made others unable to ignore him.

t.

nd widened one

nd lower body was clad in shorts, with no fabric covering hi

t-coloured skin, exuding a sed

none other tha

as the CEO of the Anders

eautiful woman with a well-endowed chest whom he had just met the day before in glamorous California. Little did he know th

is money and mobile

o..

deeply. Then he sat in the middle of the highway, propping up his f

dn't take everything, leaving behind a hat for him th

looked at his

ccomplices see me like this no

ion of Damian Desmond, Matt Gient, and Norman Chambler - his thre

had always been him who

mn

is manner in the first place, making it diffi

d take to "crawl" back to Los Angeles, he faintly hea

when he saw a car rushing towards

right in front of Chr

, the screeching of

years?" In astonishment, Chris Anderson rubbed

The vehicle's owner was a middle-aged American m

e car owner and explained, "It's obvious; st

seen someone so impoli

om, and then disdainfully said, "Who am I to give you a ride? D

derson as an eccentric person in t

and, saying, "I'll give you a million

xclaimed, then immediately began eva

Chris Anderson looked at the car

o!" The car owner

limmer of hope; it seem

eve

ally, his body remained motionless, s

rson awkwardly said, "Oh, that... I meant after we ar

ky, his words wer

m back to Los Angeles now would r

owner's ears, they sounded like a cunn

fter a second, he quickl

the California sun? Wait until you have the money to say such

throw a bomb into the trail o

mn

to return to Los Angeles

, feeling the asphalt burning his back. Finally,

how long he had

approaching, Chris Anderson finall

ave this godforsaken place,

t.

on a charming and "adorable" smile, he w

hat's

without

ly, Chris Anderson curled his

d out a way to esc

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