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Marrying My Ex's Powerful Billionaire Uncle

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 756    |    Released on: 20/04/2026

e massive wrought-iron gates of t

bodyguards to stay in the vehicle. She walked up the marbl

er eyes. His usual arrogance was gone, replaced by n

tire Roy family was sitting on the sofas, arrang

angrily on a cigar. Lorraine sat beside him, gl

eater. Her eyes were red and puffy. She leaned her head against A

her eldest brother, Cameron, slammed h

oared. "To get back at Connor, you seduced a man old enoug

out of the church to go hold a D-list actress's hand

Ashlee. "Shut up! You didn't just ruin the

ed mark was completely gone, but he acted like her

e grabbed Brendan's sleeve. "Don't yell at her, Brendan. She

n heels for hours apologizing to your guests, and

ted sister made Anissa's stomach churn. In her past life, this

't wait for permission. She sat down, crossed

mate patriarch voice. "You will divorce Harding Snow tod

smug. "If you get on your knees and apologize, he is wil

bled up in her throat. She threw

tense room. Lorraine's face turned pu

n't do exactly as we say, we will disown you in the pape

death sentence. It was the leash the

gner bag. She pulled out the

ck Card hit the glass coffee t

Harold's eyes bulged. The three brothers stared at the c

ne's eyes. "I wouldn't wipe my

a said, her voice echoing in the silent room. "I came t

d. His lit cigar slipped from his fingers and

or. "That's impossible. Hardin

e fragile victim mask cracked, reveali

at the people who shared her bl

back on them and walked toward the grand staircase,

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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."”