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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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Rejected By My Betrothed, Claimed By The Warlord Alpha
I was born a wolfless cripple in the Richmond Pack, but by royal decree, I was engaged to the kingdom's Champion Knight, Emory. During the winter banquet, my half-sister Dessie suddenly tilted backward into the royal ice pond, screaming that I pushed her. In my previous life, I reached out in panic to save her, only to be dragged down and framed for attempted murder. When Emory dove into the freezing water, he swam right past my sinking body to rescue her instead. Once ashore, my own father and my betrothed ignored my desperate pleas. They branded me a vicious, jealous traitor. Emory publicly broke our engagement to marry Dessie, while my father threw me to the executioner to wash away the family's shame with my blood. Until my head was on the chopping block, I didn't understand. Why did my own family want me dead just because I had no inner wolf? Why did the knight who swore to protect me conspire with my illegitimate sister to destroy my life? Opening my eyes again, I was back on the snow-dusted terrace, right as Dessie was setting up the exact same trap. "A wolfless cripple like you should crawl back to the gutter," she whispered, falling backward. This time, I didn't flinch or beg for help. Instead, my fingers shot out like iron clamps, grabbing her wrist, and I dragged her into the freezing depths with me./0/50626/coverorgin.jpg?v=fedd6b97c6b58976fad7d5671a6f0b36&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Alpha's Little Miracle
"I can't control my urge to destroy him completely, mother. But I also can't bear the pain of hurting him constantly." Adria sobbed in her mother's arms. "And that might leave you with no option than to journey to the land of the dreaded for a forbidden love is not one that can be taken lightly." I/0/48497/coverorgin.jpg?v=26944cf51c638630b463b5d7455878b2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Little Heiress Is Loved By Alphas
Little Moony did not kill her half-brother but was falsely accused. To punish her, her father asked her to kneel in the snow for a day and a night and locked her in a kennel. When she was dying, her Alpha Grandpa and five Alpha Uncles arrived and rescued her. Her oldest uncle coldly said, “It's gett/0/83723/coverorgin.jpg?v=f09b0d4654ce18ec0d06b088c2441cf1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Miracle, Her Madness
I was Elara, a woman from the Appalachian mountains, dubbed 'the hillbilly cure.' I was brought to save Julian Thorne, a paralyzed heir. I poured my life force into him, healing his broken body, and against all odds, I fell deeply in love. We even had three unique children-precious, living eggs, hum/0/60727/coverorgin.jpg?v=e0b78c9984a6aa1a21dc811fff0ccc02&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Miracle White Lycan
Mileena Holland is the daughter of the head warriors of the royal Lycans pack called "The Nightingale". When Mileena shifts at five something had happen that never in a million years anyone will think that could happen. She became a white Lycan. Throughout the years, some consider her a blessing, wh/0/75489/coverorgin.jpg?v=6726a1ebf434e8ff541f294f04f1fc60&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Miracle: ALPHA SWEETLOVE
The werewolves had gained control of the earth long ago, and we humans had been reduced to their status as followers in the once-leading civilization. Although I was raised in this hierarchy, I still enjoy reading about the earlier eras when people were unaware of the species that now coexist peacef/0/55824/coverorgin.jpg?v=78a27d748025099f7d963302ea662dbd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Miracle of You
Michael McGregor is one of the most prominent and successful businessmen in the country. He is also one of the most sought-after bachelors in the city. Both men and women wonder why he remains single and unmarried in his thirties. In truth, for fourteen years, Michael McGregor has never stopped tryi/0/39522/coverorgin.jpg?v=d91659a4156451549f3ef50bfe465fd9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Miracle on Hollow Peak
I am Kira Reed and for as long as I can remember, I have worked in his company. But I had enough! He's such a despicable man to the point I couldn't resist his tyranny. Or maybe that's what I want to make myself believe. Who am I kidding? Besides, the holidays are coming and I really want to go home/1/123588/coverorgin.jpg?v=08eb2a023af7e16e98868c05195e935b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Untouchable: The Alpha's Miracle Doctor
I was the wolfless disgrace of the pack, traded like cattle to a dying monster. When a royal decree stripped away my engagement, my own father gave my fiancé to my cruel sister, Charly. My punishment for being born without a wolf? A forced marriage to Demetri Contreras—the crippled, disgraced Alpha/0/51013/coverorgin.jpg?v=09cc30fec8fa0c052b3fc8bb4879ba42&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Alphas Competition
An Alpha with a curse. A Created Omega. A Lethal Game... Lycanthropes hold a competition to select the Alpha Supreme once every ten years. Twenty participants compete every ten years. Merely 25% of them make it through. Paloma Brooks has no choice but to accept the gift of freedom in exchange for go/0/75823/coverorgin.jpg?v=67c31198f58c0f05cf20ade932885c15&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MY UNDOING VS. MY MIRACLE
From childhood struggles to adult choices, Hazel has always fought for a better life. Now, caught between her dreams and two very different men, she must decide what will save her and what will break her. /0/1806/coverorgin.jpg?v=20171116211213&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Little Homespun
In a way, this book, “Little Homespun,” is a story quite by itself. In another way it is a sequel to “Courage,” although you can “catch its thread” without having read a line of “Courage.” Now some grown people, and I presume some children, do not care for sequels at all, but I happen to know that t/0/14052/coverorgin.jpg?v=aa94e2eda5689af55af7e02fe71d2cf7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Little Women
Little Women is a novel by American author Louisa May Alcott (1832–1888), which was originally published in two volumes in 1868 and 1869. Alcott wrote the books rapidly over several months at the request of her publisher.The novel follows the lives of four sisters—Meg, Jo, Beth, and Amy March—detail/1/130958/coverorgin.jpg?v=4857a2d60cd984d84fe953fa3488422e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Little Bride
"Do not expect a single thing from me. You are nothing but a temporary placeholder to secure my corporate seat."When Ethan Thorne's original high-society bride ran away on their wedding day, it threatened to strip him of his multi-billion-dollar global empire. To save his position and protect the T/0/38418/coverorgin.jpg?v=20230218001805&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Little Wife
At first, Daniel thought that all the jokes by Dicky and Calisa that were always made to him in the past were just a joke. Who knows that this joke had to be made by Daniel. Daniel should be forced to marry Lita who still has student's status. Both of them strongly opposed the ridiculous mar/0/1301/coverorgin.jpg?v=551a4859bfe15347cb980161340fe44b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Little Women
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LITTLE VIRGIN
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