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Reborn To Marry The Ruined Billionaire

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 815    |    Released on: Today at 15:04

od. She listened to the heavy roar of the armored SUV engines starting up o

lene's confused stare. It's fine, Kandy chanted in her head. Once I marry J

hrough their dusty curtains, staring wide-eyed at the convoy of bl

rabbed the handle of the rear door and pulled. It op

nterior smelled of cold leather, ozone, and the faint,

ped the microphone clipped to his tactical v

suspension absorbing the potholes

ecaying houses and rusted factories of her childhood blur past. She f

rearview mirror, subtly stud

e involuntary loss of motor control. It wasn't just fear; it was the trauma of a prey animal remembering the jaws of the pred

in the cabin was broke

tions? Heart murmurs? Hemophilia?" he aske

physiological markers are optimal. I easily meet

ripped the steering wheel. The veins on the back of his massive hands

ked up a military-grade encrypted tablet. He thr

re Agreement. It was over a hundred pages long, st

k for a lawyer. She dragged her finger across the bottom

d the tab

ror. His brow furrowed. "Once we cross the perimeter into the Appa

reflection. "I'm not going an

brakes sla

s screeching against the asphalt before

were suddenly burning with

use the word 'cure' in front of him. You do not offer him hope. The last three specialists who p

tic Stress Disorder. Extreme trigger response to false

d," she sa

g onto an unmarked, winding gravel road that led dee

vous system. She began mentally mapping the bio-electric conduction pathway

ctly still posture. He assumed the reality of her situation had finally

, the convoy sl

guards in full tactical gear stepped out from the tree line. They approached the SUV, their assa

rrived at

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“Janet woke up gasping, the phantom fire of a deadly explosion still scorching her lungs. She had been reborn three years in the past, on the exact day her mother forced her into a marriage contract with Gaylord Bradford, a paralyzed and severely disfigured billionaire. Before she could even process her second chance, her cousin Kandy kicked the bedroom door open, flaunting a massive diamond ring. Kandy, who had also been reborn, smugly announced she had stolen Janet's Wall Street golden boy fiancé, Jax Adler. "You're going to marry that paralyzed monster," Kandy spat, gloating that she would build a billionaire dynasty with Jax while Janet wiped drool off a rotting corpse. Kandy expected Janet to have a complete mental collapse, completely unaware that Gaylord's own medical team was secretly injecting him with lethal neurotoxins to finish him off. But Janet only felt a cold, clinical pity. Kandy's "prophetic" memories were a polluted lie. Jax was actually sterile and dying of irreversible kidney failure, while Gaylord wasn't a dying freak-he was a dormant god whose body was merely in a high-dimensional hibernation. Why would Janet mourn losing a doomed fraud? Leaving her delusional cousin behind, Janet packed her bags and headed straight to Gaylord's maximum-security military cell. She physically tackled his corrupt doctor, drove three bio-electric silver needles into the crippled king's spine to awaken his deadened nerves, and looked him dead in his glacial blue eye. "Sign the marriage contract," Janet whispered. "I will make you walk again, and we will take back everything."”