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The Heir and His False Queen

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 643    |    Released on: 06/06/2025

suggested Ava sit next to Ethan, engage him in conversation, look interested. Ethan remembered Ava's face, a brief flash of something unreadable before her po

ver imagined she was performing, hiding a deep resentment, or worse

stab of pain. That care, that attention, was what he had craved from her. She'd b

sanity in the chaos. One pre-scheduled event remained: a charity polo match. Ethan and Ava were s

me, the thud of hooves, the crack of the mall

igging suddenly went slack. He felt a sickening lurch, then air, the

figure, her attention on Liam, who was complaining about the sun in his eyes. She wa

arrived moments later, her face a mask of

Are you

. Broken arm, concussion. That

cloying, uncharacteristic. She fluffed his pillows, brought him water, spoke

gh her personal things with a quiet efficiency that his father had praised. Et

r to his room was slightly ajar. He hea

You went too far, Ava! Tampering with

blood

eeded to understand, Chloe. He was up

sion isn't a lesson, it's an attack! You

flat. "This ensures Ethan is... less active for a while. And pe

e woman he had once adored, the woman his father had chosen as a potential life partner, was capable of this. The pain in his arm, the throbbing in his head, were

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“I was the heir to a tech and real estate empire, living a life most only dreamed of. Yet, I felt a constant ache, a longing for something pure. My father's "Vanguard Program" was supposed to find me a wife, and I was infatuated with Ava Moreau, the ice queen he picked as a frontrunner. I thought she was my future. Then, my world shattered. I overheard Chloe Bishop, one of the Vanguard women, openly mock my "pathetic devotion" and call my near-drowning "staged." Moments later, I witnessed Ava and her supposed "younger brother," Liam, in a passionate embrace, betraying everything I believed. Their intricate scheme began to unravel. Liam faked an injury to frame me. Ava deliberately sabotaged my horse's saddle during a polo match, leaving me bruised and broken. Then, she humiliated me publicly at a charity gala, hijacking an auction and smirking as she gifted my prized item to Liam. The final blow came at my own engagement party: a deepfake video of me, making lewd comments, broadcast to hundreds. The crowd gasped, whispered, judging me. My reputation, my honor, publicly shredded. How could people I nearly married, people embraced by my family, plot such elaborate deceit? Why the constant humiliation, the relentless sabotage, to destroy me? Their betrayal cut deeper than any physical wound. But their arrogance was their downfall. I had secretly installed surveillance. And as the fake tape played, exposing me as a pervert, I pulled out my phone, ready to expose *them* and tear down their web of lies, no matter the cost.”
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