Louie Joanes
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Fake Wife, Real Revenge: I Married His Billionaire Uncle
Anywho For seven years, I loved Aiden Mcmahon.
For two years, I believed I was his wife.
Then a county clerk told me the truth.
"Your marriage certificate is a forgery, Miss Buchanan."
My blood ran cold. "Then who is Aiden legally married to?"
"Ember Rowland."
His widowed aunt.
While I hid behind a computer building Aura Tech from nothing, Aiden took the credit, spent my inheritance, and played the brilliant billionaire CEO. The Napa Valley wedding, his vows, and every tender kiss had been part of a trap.
He never wanted a wife. He wanted my genius, my money, and my company.
Then I heard him promise Ember everything I owned.
"Her money stays. She goes."
"I'll tell her we fucked in every house she's about to lose."
I didn't cry. I recorded every filthy word.
Then I locked down Aura Tech's core system, gathered the evidence of his fraud, and walked into his fifty-million-dollar funding gala ready to destroy him.
That was where Adelard Knowles found me.
He was the untouchable heir to the mysterious Knowles dynasty, a titan who could shake Wall Street with a single decision—and my fake husband's most powerful uncle and bitterest family rival.
"I can help you take back everything," Adelard said.
"What do you want in return?"
His deep blue eyes settled on me.
"You. Marry me."
Aiden secretly married his widowed aunt.
So I married his billionaire uncle.
Our marriage was supposed to be a cold, mutually beneficial contract. But every time Adelard protects me, touches me, and calls me his wife, the ruthless billionaire looks less like an ally—and more like a man who never intends to let me go. Losing My Genius Wife: The Billionaire's Regret
Snootie "Are you a mute? Or just stupid? No wonder Daddy Brody hates you!"
At the family funeral, my husband's first love's son pointed at my traumatized three-year-old daughter, cursing her viciously.
When I furiously tried to protect my child, my husband-whose paralyzed legs I had just spent three years curing-stormed in and shielded them. He glared at me with absolute disgust:
"Stop your pathetic lies! Why would a seven-year-old maliciously curse at her?! Must you embarrass us today?"
His first love stood there with red eyes, playing the perfect victim, while his entire elite family scolded me for being "unpresentable."
Watching him tenderly hand a handkerchief to his mistress, I finally realized that my three years of blood and sweat to pull him out of the abyss was nothing but a joke.
The next day, he audaciously handed over the biomedical division I had spent five years building to his mistress-a woman who couldn't even read a data chart.
"Celestia is more qualified than you," he said with sickening self-righteousness. "You are failing as a mother, so I'm doing this for your own good."
He even threatened to use a bribed doctor to declare me "mentally unstable" just to strip away my custody of my daughter!
He was certain I would cry and beg like I always did. Instead, I fired his corrupt doctor on the spot and locked down all the encrypted core data, leaving his precious mistress panicking like a complete idiot in front of the blank screens.
When he stormed home furiously to demand I fix it, I coldly pointed at the nightstand: "The signed divorce papers are right there. Sign them, and I'll see you in court."
Just as he froze in absolute shock, my phone lit up. It was a text from "The Ninth"-the legendary, untouchable specialist who had just miraculously saved my daughter, and the one omnipotent man my husband's billions could never buy.
"Your request has been approved. I am waiting for you." Trampled To The Bottom, Now I'm At The Top
Silvershade Flare Chelsey spent years saving the family that treated her like a mistake, only to lose her fiancé, career, and freedom before being forced to marry Dylan-a poisoned, paralyzed tycoon feared by all.
Yet the marriage changed everything. Under her astonishing medical skill, Dylan recovered and spoiled her lavishly.
Then the world learned the "nobody" was a legendary healer and AI expert. Chelsey cut off her funding on family business, crushed every scheme against them, and watched her family empire collapse.
When the dust settled, Dylan pulled her close, desire burning in his eyes. "Darling, I want you." 
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