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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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Bye, My Ex-husband
The death of her mother not only dragged her into endless sadness but also pushed her down into the abyss of desperation. The company of her family was taken away, and her husband also showed his true color. She was not the one he loved, and he only married her for the sake of his mother. Holding the piercing hatred, she signed the divorce agreement and left away. However, he found out he failed to let go of her./0/84879/coverorgin.jpg?v=22bed9257c3102fe4cf63776f943fb68&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Forgotten Love Resurfaces
Three years. That' s how long it had been since Ethan Hayes, the supposed love of my life, exiled me from the city, effectively erasing me from existence. I returned, a ghost of my former self, a shell hardened by indifference, only to witness the shocking news that Dr. Ben Carter – a name that ine/0/58823/coverorgin.jpg?v=1182de12437314d2cafe6ab0a4041f3f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Alpha Prince's forgotten love
At one point we were both abandoned in the woods. Our meeting started with distrust. His wounds were more than the gnashing scratches of the wilderness, it extended to trash his memories and kept him from truth more than once. Her wounds were more than the bruises of the poisonous wilderness, it ext/0/20756/coverorgin.jpg?v=3b5087ebe1b16d1272f8ee0104811ca9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Forgotten Love, Unleashed Cold Revenge
Sienna woke up in a hospital room, her body screaming from a severe car accident. Through the glass, a man paced with violent rage, a dark shadow she felt absolutely nothing for. Her friend Julia burst in, eyes bloodshot, dropping a bomb: "He didn't even try to help you." Dante, Sienna's fiancé, ha/0/20485/coverorgin.jpg?v=4fc8ded54e9c31809000a45e56f8e869&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Chocolate Kiss Vol. 1: Forgotten Love Song
Bring something found. Find something lost. The paradise island of Foxgrove hides a secret. It is said that a fox deity lives in the island's tallest mountain, Mt. Kitsune. At the foot of the mountain is an inn where, according to legends, one can find what they have lost if they trade something th/0/85914/coverorgin.jpg?v=8e0c2ee1a8921d9343c25ddf3fbd92bd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Lost Love, Forgotten Son
The scent of stale coffee and disinfectant. That' s how the world came back, as I slumped in a hard plastic chair at the police station. "Mr. Miller, we have no record of a child named Leo." Those words hung in the air, heavy and impossible. They said I' d gone to the kindergarten in a panic, cl/0/90961/coverorgin.jpg?v=f7ea7374d6022034fb5ba03b53685540&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaires Who love The Forgotten Rose
Sophia Stone has lived her life as the forgotten daughter her talent exploited, her heart broken, her freedom caged. When her plan to run away backfires, she's rescued by Ethan Brooks a cold billionaire mafia boss who has no idea she's the ghost from his childhood nightmares. But Ethan's not the on/0/27191/coverorgin.jpg?v=20221122145220&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Forgotten HYBRID PRINCE
A mythical creature only told in Myth cast out by an indignant father... She was all he wanted yet what he needed to find himself. To discover his destiny. " Michael! She called softly while he hummed bringing his lips closer to hers making sure it brushes against hers. " Tell me you don't/0/17967/coverorgin.jpg?v=c542492c236859df138ea3ddce30343f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forgotten Obsession
There is a grand design in everything. Fate is life’s architect and we are the engineers who complete and execute fate’s vision. The once perfect design of Natalia Abrera’s life turned flawed when her fiancé, Sebastian Dominic disappeared on the eve of their wedding. Three years later, she found/0/24361/coverorgin.jpg?v=af311d35ccbeb9658d38049140aec3b7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Fatal Attraction In Second Marriage
"Sir, she's not dead yet. Do you want me to run her over again?" "Do it.” The battered and bloodied Rebecca overheard her husband's order and gritted her teeth. The couple had never consummated their marriage, and consequently, they never had a child. However, their childless marriage drove her m/0/21079/coverorgin.jpg?v=d1d22973e6c879e55d8e89e958336f7e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Love Which Was Never Forgotten
"But, as always she came back to me as I went back to her" "one day we don't have to sneak out to be with each other, not worry about others, we will marry in the same church where I first time felt something for you, we would move into our own house, with a swimming pool in the backyard and a bea/0/27622/coverorgin.jpg?v=9367498cd12e68107259762159716673&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Promises Forgotten
Zachary Anderson, CEO and billionaire from the outside looks as though he has everything. A super model fiancés, money, and looks. One thing he hasn’t been able to achieve was happiness. An accident three years ago had him missing six months but nothing seemingly important happened and only deals wi/0/53142/coverorgin.jpg?v=e2f63a5e1c42763faf88772e6a929101&imageMogr2/format/webp)
FORGOTTEN FLING
Jane lost both of her parents at a very tender age, since which her life has been filled with sorrow. She lived with her father's younger sister, who treated her like a slave. Despite all of this, Jane remained a responsible and decent girl. As time went on, she was able to save up some mone/0/24068/coverorgin.jpg?v=47ac5d289a52396473d0f09c8be02a90&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His forgotten Luna
The blue moon pack was once a happy pack. Alpha Maddox having his rogue wolf Luna by his side which he hated and later loved was a happy thing. A blessing to him as he thanks the moon goddess for giving him such a blessing. But the blue moon pack was later shattered. Shattered by human Hunter whos/0/64913/coverorgin.jpg?v=fa06950ccbbcc0b38fc3321be12e85a2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Billionaire's forgotten Bride
Trapped in a loveless marriage, Isabella Cruz thought she could survive Alejandro Santiago's cold indifference. But when he hands her divorce papers and tells her his first love is returning, her heart shatters. Pregnant with his child and unwilling to beg for love, Isabella walks away, determined t/0/62131/coverorgin.jpg?v=7007c20267ee4b2d5a48f70d9fc99922&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Forgotten Luna.
"Forgotten or not, you will always be my Luna..." –Killian Grant With the help of a witch friend, Laura managed to take her own life. The night that she died, she met him... her mate. Too bad she would vanish in the history of their pack the moment after her death, and she will also forget him in he/1/101252/coverorgin.jpg?v=c71e66b99103416ca90dd1525d1fda0a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forgotten Luna
Elsa is a werewolf with alpha blood separated from her pack after years of war. Her inability to shift from a childhood trauma causes the other werewolves to segregate her, believing her to be a human. Unable to shift to her wolf form until she is almost at capture point after a raid. Damian has a/0/84812/coverorgin.jpg?v=411421acff17af88dfc617cb26e9f1f9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Forgotten Wife Remembers
The funeral was a quiet affair, a stark contrast to the life I'd just left. My husband, David, stood solemn, but I saw the hollow impatience in his eyes, checking his watch. My death was an inconvenience. They said I was forgotten, a ghost even before I died, especially by my sister Clara, whose th/0/88541/coverorgin.jpg?v=2ca23922d5763e1156754db4043918c2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
