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The Ruthless CEO's Forgotten Amnesiac Wife

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 600    |    Released on: Today at 19:30

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The Ruthless CEO's Forgotten Amnesiac Wife
The Ruthless CEO's Forgotten Amnesiac Wife
“Five years ago, Grace was left to die in the suffocating darkness of a collapsed building. She survived with severe amnesia, clawing her way through Los Angeles as a broke, struggling actress. But her fragile peace shattered when she was cornered by Bryce Delaney, a ruthless billionaire who looked at her with agonizing, terrifying obsession. He slammed a multi-million dollar prenuptial agreement onto his mahogany desk, demanding she become a bought-and-paid-for mother to his three identical sons. Worse, she accidentally ran into her biological mother, a wealthy socialite, on the street. Instead of joy, her mother looked at Grace in absolute horror. "You should have stayed dead! To us, you are dead!" At her most important audition, her sister Ashleigh publicly humiliated her, mocking her torn clothes and ordering security to throw her out like trash. Meanwhile, Bryce threatened to destroy her entirely if she tried to escape his grasp. Grace was suffocating in confusion and rage. Why did her own family leave her to bleed out in the rubble? Why were they so terrified to see her alive? And why did this powerful tyrant call her "Gracie" with such broken grief, yet try to trap her in a fake, transactional cage? She refused to be a victim again. She threw the contract directly at Bryce's chest and violently slapped her sister's hand away. Just as the industry tried to blacklist her, an elite European consortium suddenly descended, pouring fifteen million dollars into the production solely to crown Grace. The war for the truth had just begun.”