The Sick Tycoon's Unwanted Substitute Bride

Chapter 6

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. It finally slowed, turning through a set of massive iron g

gray stone manor loomed in the distance. It loo

ain. Two rows of servants stood in the pouring r

slapped her face. She grabbed the heavy, wet layers o

s thirty feet high. Dark oil paintings of dead Terrell ancestors stared d

a. He held a cane with a solid gold lion's head. His silve

Graves

robe. He held a brass compass in his hands. This

oed like a gunshot. He glared at Frieda's wet hair and ruined

raight. She looked the old man rig

of surprise crossed his face. He was

s and gave a shor

he brass compass out and walked

un wildly. Silas frowned, th

nt of her. "Give

ccult nonsense made her skin crawl. She tried to pull her hand ba

against her pulse poi

un around and bowed deeply to Grave

the young master. Her life force will suppress the destructi

ed between Graves and Silas. It was a performance. Graves didn't care about the stars; he needed a plausible, superstitious excuse

of it all. She was being treated like a human blood bag, paw

our duty as a wife, girl. If my grandson's condition worsens

e was tied to the life of a

the elevator. They rode up to the eighth floor.

swallowed their footsteps. The air smelled

ble doors. He didn't knock. He pulled a key from

inside and pull

ock c

fabric of her dress. She took a deep breath and

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“I am the adopted daughter of the Dillard family, a medical student surviving entirely on a full scholarship. But when their family business faced bankruptcy, my adoptive parents decided it was time for me to pay them back. My sister refused to marry a rumored "dying freak" from the wealthy Terrell family, so they forced me to take her place. When I refused, my adoptive father showed me a flawless, disgusting AI Deepfake video of myself. "Sign the marriage contract, or this goes to your medical school." To save my hard-earned future, I was shoved into a wedding dress and shipped off to the Terrell estate. But my nightmare had just begun. My new husband was the exact same dangerous, sick man I had accidentally injured while escaping an attacker the night before. He didn't recognize me in the light, assuming I was just the greedy, gold-digging Dillard daughter. He humiliated me, forcing me to sleep on the floor and clean shattered crystal with my bare hands. As the sharp shards sliced into my skin and blood pooled in my gloves, I didn't shed a single tear. He told me I had a three-month trial period as his wife before he threw me out. I calmly wrapped a band-aid around my bleeding finger. Three months is exactly what I need to find the original Deepfake file, ruin my adoptive family, and escape this monster for good.”