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Marrying My Ex's Powerful Billionaire Uncle

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 715    |    Released on: 20/04/2026

doors of the VIP suite. Her heart hammered

stepped in front of the

g with Mr. Aurthur Snow," the guard said, hi

s a highly classified emergency loophole regarding the Snow family trust fund succ

ed two fingers to his earpiece and

click echoed from inside the wood. The

he air was thick with the sharp scent of

His long legs were crossed. He was casually fli

's face was purple with rage. He already k

onto Anissa through his gold-rimmed glasses. His

re to cancel the ceremony, Anissa? I

looked at the two most powerful men

ned," Anissa said clearly. "B

round his cane. "Are you insane? Do you wan

directly at the silent man in the ar

lence. Aurthur sucked in a sharp breath.

e leaned forward. "Do you have any

utual benefit agreement we briefl

regarding your succession. I need a fortress to survive the fallout of today. Your name is the only one strong enough to shie

s. He stood up. His massive frame instantly swallo

down, his voice a low rumble in his chest. "If you sign

chin up. "I have nothing left to l

ng! This saves the family face. And it completely cuts that

avily, "I will have the lawyers alter the do

s. The silence stretched for ten agonizing

the wall. "Initiate Plan B. You have five minut

e the door. Ashlee shoved past th

ng. "What are you doing?" Ashlee shrieked. "Are yo

tance between them, raised her hand, and del

Ashlee crashed to the floor, clutching

to his pocket, pulled out a silk ha

ur hands," Hard

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Marrying My Ex's Powerful Billionaire Uncle
Marrying My Ex's Powerful Billionaire Uncle
“On my wedding day, my fiancé Connor received an urgent phone call. He told me a D-list actress had broken her leg on set, then abandoned me right at the altar. In my past life, I cried until my throat bled, begging him not to leave. But my tears only brought endless humiliation. My mother and adopted sister mocked me, framed me, and forged my signature to steal my multi-million dollar trust fund. They kicked me out of the family estate without a single dime. I ended up freezing to death in the minus-twenty-degree New York blizzard, listening to my mother's voicemail telling me to die in the street as long as I didn't bleed on her carpets. Until my last breath, I couldn't understand why my own blood relatives hated me so much, yet treated an adopted daughter like a precious princess. The only person who showed me any mercy-draping his wool coat over my frozen corpse and giving me a proper burial-was Connor's ruthless, untouchable uncle, Harding Snow. Opening my eyes again, I was back in the bridal suite, right as Connor was rushing out the door. This time, I didn't shed a single tear. I let him run to his actress, then walked straight into the VIP room to face the most feared billionaire on Wall Street. "The wedding proceeds as planned, but the groom's name changes to yours."”