Ajifa

Flash Marriage To My Best Friend's Father

Madel Cerda

I was once the heiress to the Solomon empire, but after it crumbled, I became the "charity case" ward of the wealthy Hyde family. For years, I lived in their shadows, clinging to the promise that Anson Hyde would always be my protector. That promise shattered when Anson walked into the ballroom with Claudine Chapman on his arm. Claudine was the girl who had spent years making my life a living hell, and now Anson was announcing their engagement to the world. The humiliation was instant. Guests sneered at my cheap dress, and a waiter intentionally sloshed champagne over me, knowing I was a nobody. Anson didn't even look my way; he was too busy whispering possessively to his new fiancée. I was a ghost in my own home, watching my protector celebrate with my tormentor. The betrayal burned. I realized I wasn't a ward; I was a pawn Anson had kept on a shelf until he found a better trade. I had no money, no allies, and a legal trust fund that Anson controlled with a flick of his wrist. Fleeing to the library, I stumbled into Dallas Koch-a titan of industry and my best friend's father. He was a wall of cold, absolute power that even the Hydes feared. "Marry me," I blurted out, desperate to find a shield Anson couldn't climb. Dallas didn't laugh. He pulled out a marriage agreement and a heavy fountain pen. "Sign," he commanded, his voice a low rumble. "But if you walk out that door with me, you never go back." I signed my name, trading my life for the only man dangerous enough to keep me safe.

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The night was always the beginning of the city's splendor. Some people wanted to enjoy and relax after the day's hard work while some wanted to celebrate something. And the best place to promote this splendor was the jovial and passionate Flame Bar. In this place, you couldn't feel the night at all. Young men and women filled the dance floor, shaking and twisting their bodies to the beat of the ear-splitting music. There were also some private rooms that accommodated guests from the upper class.

The door of the best VIP room was pushed open, and a group of young people walked in. The man at the forefront was the youngest but the most powerful figure in J City.

He had a perfect figure comparable to European male models and a handsome and charming appearance. The corners of his mouth also habitually curved into a faint smile. He stood out from the crowd. Upon seeing such a perfect man, even the male species couldn't help but turn their heads and glance at him a few more times.

The moment he walked into the private room, Kyng Shen, who was sitting on the sofa and lecturing the manager of the bar, saw him. Kyng soothed his anger, walked up to him, and greeted him with a warm smile. "Ryan, you are as punctual as always."

The man that Kyng called Ryan smiled and said, "My grandpa is a soldier and demands that I be punctual. I have been living with him since I was a child. I won't ever tolerate lateness."

Upon hearing his words, Kyng nodded his head in agreement.

Ryan Yan glanced at Kyng, but didn't say anything more. He just walked to the armchair and sat down.

Kyng couldn't see through Ryan's current mood, so he glared at the manager and said, "Hurry up, do what I've told you to do."

"Gentlemen, please wait a moment." The manager was scared out of his wits when he saw the look in Kyng's eyes.

After all, the man sitting in front of him was Ryan, the young man who could make everyone in J City tremble. And the man standing in front of him was Kyng, who was from the famous Shen family. Aside from being Ryan's best friend, Kyng was also the owner of Flame Bar. As a mere manager, how could he afford to offend these two big shots?

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