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Jilted Girlfriend? I Am The Tycoon's Wife
Cara Lewis sat quietly as her boyfriend of three years pushed a plate of dessert across the table, wearing a rehearsed mask of sorrow. He claimed he had to break up with her for her own good, blaming his lack of connections on Wall Street and insisting he couldn't give her the life she deserved. He acted like a martyr making a tragic sacrifice, waiting for her desperate tears and trembling denial. Instead, Cara calmly pulled out a stack of glossy photos and an elegant engagement invitation. She exposed his secret affair with the wealthy Hailie Lewis, completely dismantling his hypocritical social climb. Leaving the cheating narcissist pale and humiliated, Cara paid the bill and walked out, thinking the trash had finally been taken out. But her newly single evening took a chaotic turn when a teenage gaming partner called in a panic. He begged her to crash his elite prep school and pose as his aunt to save him from expulsion. Cara agreed, flawlessly playing the role of the secret new wife to his uncle, a notoriously ruthless Wall Street titan. She was thoroughly dominating the snobby school board when the office doors suddenly swung open. The real billionaire uncle, Beck Greer, walked into the room. Cara's heart dropped into her stomach as his glacial eyes locked onto her, knowing her social existence in New York was about to end. Caught in a terrifying, inescapable lie, Cara made an insane calculation. She stepped forward, firmly hooked her arm through the billionaire's, and smiled sweetly. "Honey, what took you so long? Julian and I were being bullied." She waited for the executioner's axe to fall, but the untouchable tycoon simply covered her hand with his and played along.Across the white tablecloth of Serafina, Bradyn Hubbard—Cara Lewis's boyfriend of three years—set his wine down and leaned forward. He pulled a thick, cream-colored envelope from his jacket and slid it across the table until it rested in front of her.
Cara looked down. The gold foil lettering was fresh from the press.
Engagement Gala
Groom: Bradyn Hubbard
Bride: Hailie Lewis
Venue: The Lewis Estate, Long Island. Next Saturday.
"Cara, let's be realistic," Bradyn said, his voice dropping into a conspiratorial whisper. "Hailie is my ticket to the top. Marrying her is the only shortcut for a guy like me to get a seat on the board. I don't love her—she's just the ladder I have to climb for my career."
Cara stared at the card, then lifted her cold amber eyes to meet his. "So you're proposing what, exactly?"
Bradyn gave a smug, self-satisfied smile.
"We break up publicly. But in private? Nothing has to change. You funded my MBA and paid my rent for three years—I haven't forgotten that. Stay quiet, be my little secret on the side, and once I secure the Lewis assets, I'll make sure you're taken care of in luxury."
Cara stared at his shameless face, her voice dropping into a dangerous, silky calm. "You sold yourself as a kept man to my stepsister, and you expect me to be your dirty little secret?"
"Don't make it sound so ugly, Cara," Bradyn scoffed, waving a dismissive hand. "That's how men get ahead in Manhattan. Be realistic, Cara. You're broke and you have no one. Who else is going to take care of you? Don't be stupid. Just take the deal."
Cara looked at him for one quiet second, her lips curving into a razor-sharp smile.
"In your wildest dreams, Bradyn."
Without a second's hesitation, Cara picked up her crystal tumbler and threw the cold bourbon and ice straight into his face.
The freezing liquor drenched his styled hair and soaked the collar of his designer shirt. Bradyn gasped, shooting up from the velvet booth in sheer shock, frantically wiping his stinging eyes.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" he snarled, glaring at her as neighboring tables turned to stare.
Cara set the empty glass down with a quiet, deliberate tap.
Without breaking eye contact, she reached into her Saint Laurent bag, pulled out a thick manila folder, and dropped it heavily onto his soaked lap.
"Open it, parasite," Cara said calmly.
Bradyn's hands shook as he ripped the folder open.
A thick stack of forensic-grade photographs spilled across the table. His breath caught in his throat—the photos showed him and Hailie completely naked, tangled in the satin sheets of a suite at the Baccarat Hotel.
Taped right behind the prints was a notarized invoice.
Columbia MBA Tuition & Fees: $186,000.00
Tribeca Penthouse Lease Subsidies: $94,000.00
Bespoke Wardrobe & Networking Tabs: $62,000.00
TOTAL REIMBURSEMENT DUE: $342,000.00
Bradyn's face turned an ashen, sickly gray. "You... you tracked me?"
"Three hundred and forty-two grand," Cara said, tapping the total with a manicured nail. "Wire it back to my account by Monday morning. If you don't, these photos go directly to Hailie's father and the Lewis board."
The shock on Bradyn's face instantly curdled into ugly fury. He slammed both hands on the table, leaning in with a desperate hiss. "You crazy bitch! You gave me that money willingly—that was trust money! You can't sue me for gifts!"
"I invested in a partner, Bradyn, not a freeloader," Cara said coldly. "You lived off my money for three years just to become my stepsister's leashed lapdog. Pay back every cent by Monday, or wear the collar in public."
"You fucking bitch—" Bradyn lunged forward, grabbing for her wrist.
Cara smoothly stepped back, out of his reach. She stood tall, smoothing the front of her tailored coat, looking down at him with absolute disgust.
Slowly, deliberately, she raised her hand and flipped him a clean, effortless middle finger.
"Congratulations on the engagement, Bradyn," Cara said softly. "You and Hailie deserve each other."
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After betrayal, Millionaire Returns
Max Holden lived a life of despair and poverty, toiling tirelessly in three jobs merely to cover his basic needs. But one fateful day, a message lit up his phone, altering the trajectory of his existence forever. "Sir, your bank account has been credited with a transfer of $100,000,000!"/0/71367/coverorgin.jpg?v=0478cb2e6a1a2b203ca219dbe4e0b093&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The chase After Betrayal
Cassidy West gave up her quiet life to marry the man she thought was her everything, Gabriel Shaw - a billionaire known for his charm and ruthlessness. For three years, she endured the cold stares of his family and his obsession with his late fiancée, Celeste. Cassidy thought she could win his heart/0/85346/coverorgin.jpg?v=dfd98da37b1f0ebbfe54ffc036c4f2c1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love After the Betrayal
The scent of lilies and hairspray usually meant joy, but for me, Abigail Turner, on what was supposed to be my wedding day, it was a suffocating prelude to disaster. I stood in my bridal gown, gazing into an ornate mirror, my heart a storm. Then Brandon Hayes, my fiancé, walked in, his eyes col/0/85008/coverorgin.jpg?v=b188123e76f8cbc7b91692c820b8b1c3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love After The Betrayal
Tomorrow was supposed to be my divorce day, marking the end of a three-year contract marriage to Olivia Hayes, the woman I hopelessly loved. But tonight, walking into Liam Peterson' s lavish penthouse, I found myself facing the man who' d effortlessly stolen my life, and the woman I called my wife./0/60590/coverorgin.jpg?v=f6881befef104886fd5fc5817009f67c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rebirth After Betrayal
After my family was exterminated, Dayna remained calm and indifferent, like a chrysanthemum. Fortunately, she was accepted into the Divine Mountainhead of the sect as a disciple and refused to disrespect my parents. However, the head of the sect judged me as disrespectful and Dayna was accepted as a/1/104148/coverorgin.jpg?v=6baa480d7950939a789a10d88223a0e5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
After Divorce: Contract Marriage with Millionaire
Kaitlyn thought she was living a happy life with her husband Martin, until that night when she overheard his conversation with his mistress on the phone. Her world changed in an instant, especially when she learned that the woman was carrying Martin's child, while she had struggled to have a child/0/24946/coverorgin.jpg?v=ce7fbda0ef9c4dff71e5bc13e3c376aa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MILLIONAIRE
Miracles don't come walking your way by themselves. It is your decisions and will that determine these. In fact, people can reach towards a certain limit before it comes to a stop; but let's be honest, it is all about determination. They say keep your head high through the challenges, but the only w/0/37399/coverorgin.jpg?v=64641999f5845245eb3725e068feb0fd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Comprehension returns after ten thousand years
After ten thousand years of cultivation, he reached the pinnacle of the universe, and now he is reborn in a bustling city with thousands of years of memory. In this life, I just want to do what I want, protect the one I love, and make up for the regrets of the previous life. Twenty years after I reb/0/86956/coverorgin.jpg?v=14097d6f1713ea0b7a8bda357ecd9d2b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Second Chances: Love After Betrayal
My best friend, Emily, and I married into the powerful Thorne family on the same day. We thought we had it all, living a dream life as two of the luckiest women in the world. That illusion shattered on a Tuesday afternoon when Emily burst into my sunroom, her face pale, shoving her phone at me. The/1/115699/coverorgin.jpg?v=7c861fd09f78b70f309b2d98dbfb4d05&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The True Heiress Returns After Divorce
For two years, Emmie’s marriage to Daxton Ellis was nothing but a cold medical contract. She was merely a living vessel, kept around to provide a bone marrow transplant for his true love, Hortensia. When Emmie's grandfather was dying in the ICU, she desperately begged Daxton to save him. Instead, h/1/108574/coverorgin.jpg?v=7840373b937baeef9c96eba90599dbbd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Scars Of Betrayal: The Fallen Heiress Returns
I took the fall for my sister and endured three years of torment in prison. My knee was shattered, my body covered in scars, and I almost lost my life in that "accident". On the day I was released, clinging to the last shred of hope, I ran toward my fiancé Ford’s Maybach—only to hear his cold voice:/1/113352/coverorgin.jpg?v=519b3ebb697f49e015134d01ed4141bf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Husband's Betrayal: The Lost Heiress Returns
After eleven years in a maximum-security black site, ex-Delta Force operator Alton Combs was paroled and exiled to a toxic Appalachian wasteland. The corrupt town mayor thought he was bullying a broken man, tricking Alton into trading his family's prime estate for a poisoned, worthless shale field./1/117534/coverorgin.jpg?v=8195c33a0470badd5a0abcc74920b4ed&imageMogr2/format/webp)
After Betrayal, I Found My Family
My mother was dying. My fiancé was sleeping with my sister. My father had frozen the only money that could save her. At the hospital, the final notice for my mother's $75,000 medical bill burned in my hand. I tried to access her trust fund, her last hope, but my father had frozen it. Weeks ago, I'd/1/101383/coverorgin.jpg?v=55c134db2dede7e18ff888546631f45f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Divorce After Betrayal Ex-Wife Revenge
At the beginning of her marriage to Julian, Evelyn Stone was treated like a queen. But after three years, Julian suddenly changed-drastically. Evelyn was left confused, unable to understand what had caused her husband's transformation. Then, one night, Julian came home with a woman named Selena./0/65243/coverorgin.jpg?v=c379c588e73b2cdf26996617a080fa17&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Contracted By The Billionaire After Betrayal.
Betrayed by her fiancé and stepsister a day before her wedding shattered all Lina's dreams about love. She was heartbroken and in pain. Being drugged and unknowingly loosing her virginity to a stranger is not as painful as being betrayed by her loved ones. She promised to make her pretentious step s/0/83652/coverorgin.jpg?v=7857b17cb37c9b3a961dec30666ae8ca&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A New Horizon After Her Betrayal
My marriage to Seraphina had rules: five years of waiting for full moons and "energetic alignment." During a raging wildfire, I found my wife, Seraphina, intimately huddled with another man, Julian, and a young boy, Leo, looking like a blissful family. She didn't care I'd discovered her betrayal;/1/101421/coverorgin.jpg?v=5de9159afcbaae2665e5c757666f2a25&imageMogr2/format/webp)
After Betrayal, She Claimed Her Empire
Serena Vance, an unloved wife, clutched a custom-made red velvet cake to her chest, enduring the cold rain outside an exclusive Upper East Side club. She hoped this small gesture for her husband, Julian, would bridge the growing chasm between them on their third anniversary. But as she neared the VI/1/105058/coverorgin.jpg?v=36ee4bc196198e952602200612500904&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Red Queen's Spectacular Rise After Betrayal
For five years, I was the woman in the shadows, the secret partner Evander Mathews promised to marry once his company was stable. On our fifth anniversary, I waited in our Manhattan penthouse with chilled wine, only for him to leave abruptly for what he called a "merger emergency." In his haste, he/0/58319/coverorgin.jpg?v=536a77e521cb203110a2a7fd541daf1d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
