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Building My Own Empire

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 382    |    Released on: 17/06/2025

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nto the li

stop

sofa, curled up a

her. Her head res

ed cozy.

onged there.

ion unreadable. No surprise, n

rked at me. He looked young, but

d, her voice smooth as

my voice tight. "I ca

aving a dismissive hand.

move. David

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at her, s

rve them? Her and h

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pping with false sympathy. "Eleanor'

anted to hit him. I wa

t of something else

nd a chill

a mistake, a mo

s who s

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rowed. "Don't be d

And I'm definitely not his."

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“The Travis County Courthouse air felt thick with possibility, or maybe just anticipation. I stood beside Eleanor, ready to get our marriage license, imagining a new life, our life, about to begin. Then her phone buzzed, an email cracking her perfectly calm facade. Her voice thin, she announced her protégé David was in professional meltdown, demanding her immediate presence. Just like that, she left me standing there, marriage license application in hand, and walked away. Minutes later, a text arrived: a confession of an affair with David, a secret pregnancy, and her audacious offer to raise their child as ours. But the humiliation deepened when I returned home to find them intimately entwined on our sofa. As I packed my bags, a video arrived on my phone: Eleanor, with a sneering smile, calling me "unambitious" and "boring," a mere "means to an end." The betrayal hit like a physical blow, curdling into hot, sharp rage. Was this who she truly was? Had our entire relationship been a calculated charade, and I, Michael Thompson, just a pawn in her ambitious scheme? The depth of their cruelty was staggering. Broken, humiliated, and operating on pure adrenaline, I scrolled through my phone, pausing on Sarah Chen's name. "Marry me," I blurted, a desperate, defiant plea. And in a surprising twist, she said yes, igniting an unexpected path forward.”
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