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Seducing My Married Young Master

Chapter 2 Elena Williams, Forgotten No More

Word Count: 1185    |    Released on: 04/01/2025

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ent thoughts. Pain and anger churned within me, an endless cycle that replayed the moment the doct

and made my way

r. Strings of decorations adorned every corner, glittering under the afternoon sun. My stomach twis

, the kind where people donned their best clothes and their most polis

designer gowns and tailored suits. Then I saw it-a massive banner hanging near the entrance. My steps

ed. They were g

ing while I was left to rot. My father's silence-it all made sense now. He had

I passed strangers in clusters, their laughter echoing off the walls. The house felt foreign, no longer the

ar. As I passed room after room, a single tho

d built her empire on lies, and I would make sure it crumbled beneath her. I woul

os

ning casually against the wall, a cigarette in his hand. Smoke curled lazily around his sharp f

mmered, caug

s expression unreadable.

ond, a small voice

ttle boy ran into view. The child flung himself into his father's arms, and the tenderness of the m

a'

ng to me. His innocent smile was radian

mall smile. "

een the boy, me, and the man-who was the one in charge. I recognised the woman to be

r, Noah?" the man demanded. His tone

lier," the boy said, o

ther's gaze shifted to the

r," she stammered. "He sl

inal. He pulled out his phone, dialling quickly

ved and bowed. The boy waved at me

as the same as the one who came together with the woman to look for Noah earlier at th

st be the "Master Justi

icy declaration cut thr

streaming down her face. "Please, si

ly contained. "You couldn't manage him for one

ame. Without another word, Justin turned and s

his cruelty, and something else I couldn't quite place. One thing was certain: Justin was a ma

feeling that there was more

g, I entered a random room. It hit me then how foolish I'd been to think

de fade into the background. I couldn't confront my stepmother now. She'd

w, I was just a broken woman with no resources, no allies, an

ould fi

maids and approached them. Their eyes scanned

a maid named Jenn

d. "Why? Are you e

her El

we're busy. Judging by how you look, there's n

ure you're no

you just start working here? Haven't you h

first daughter? The one who went crazy yea

my voice sharp as ste

hter died

"Get Jenny for me, or I'll show y

, their disbelief e

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