The Almighty Tycoon Reclaims His Queen

Chapter 3

Word Count: 894 | Released on: 30/04/2026

ike a burning piece of coal

sh of deep humiliation crawled up her

he threw it as hard as she c

raight out of the air. His grip was so violently tight that the leather cover audibly creak

shook with raw anger. "I am never

" Julian lun

ither side of her hips. He caged her completel

hen you climbed into another man's be

at night, of the agonizing sacrifice she was forced to make to keep her family from t

e skin broke. She swallowed the painful truth down. Sh

is exactly why I have a fianc

in the car dro

from Julian's face. A violent

n on her ribs. Even through the wet silk, his pal

ike a curse. "You think that useless trust-

's finances were a mess. But she would rathe

usiness, Mr. Hawthorne." She pushed both hands against his hard

owered his head until his lips br

ink I am going to let y

mint and tobacco on his breath. Her

suddenly beeped. Gus's voi

rsection is cl

her strength. He was distracted for a split second, and she man

e subway station!" she yelled

watched her scramble like a terrifie

dered into the interco

rance. The locks clicked open. Evelyn shoved the heavy

beige Burberry trench coat had slipped o

p her. He watched her thin, soaking wet figure disa

ooked down a

The fabric still held the warmth of her body. It sm

ed his eyes and inhaled deeply. His Adam's apple bobbed h

s and pressed the

s accounts. Cut off every single

from her hair onto the dirty floor. People stared at her ruined

million-dollar debt. Preston's uselessness. It

the door to her cheap apartm

e she could even reach for the light switch, her pho

mail from her company's HR department. Evelyn knew the firm had been desperately

Group has been finalized tonight. The new acting CEO, Mr. Julian H

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“Evelyn was already suffocating under her family's impending bankruptcy when she rear-ended a ten-million-dollar Rolls Royce in the freezing rain. The tinted window rolled down, revealing the cold, predatory face of Julian Hawthorne-the man she had brutally abandoned three years ago. Now a ruthless billionaire, he demanded a seven-figure repair check she couldn't afford, or she would have to pay with her body. Desperate, she went to her wealthy fiancé, Preston, for the money, only to find him in a VIP club with another woman straddling his lap. Instead of helping, Preston threw the repair bill on the floor and laughed with his rich friends. "You want the money? Fine. Get on your knees, crawl over here, and kiss the tip of my shoe in front of everyone." Evelyn trembled with pure humiliation. Three years ago, she had sacrificed the only man she truly loved to save her family from ruin, only to end up engaged to this pathetic, cheating scum. Just as her knees bent toward the carpet, the heavy velvet door was kicked completely off its hinges. Julian walked in like the grim reaper, beat Preston half to death, and dragged Evelyn away. He pinned her in his car, threatening to destroy everyone she cared about if she didn't return to him. Evelyn was terrified and confused. Why was this powerful tyrant going to such extreme, violent lengths to trap a woman who had thrown him away? The answer slipped out through an accidental phone call: the cold-blooded CEO had spent the previous night drunk, crying and screaming her name. Realizing the monster caging her was actually just a desperate, heartbroken man, Evelyn wiped her tears and made a decision. She was going to break her engagement, walk into his corporate fortress, and finally face the terrifying debt of their past.”