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Betrayed By Ex, Married To The Tycoon

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 623    |    Released on: 09/05/2026

ors slid shut,

son's presence. The cold, woodsy scent of his cologne mix

ical distance. Her eyes remained glued to the digital

s gaze dragged over the sharp, defensive lines of h

a husband,

tone that vibrated against the meta

r eyes turned into twin daggers, h

, her voice dripping with ice. "And

pocket of his tailored suit and pulled out a heavy, gold-emboss

just dropped her gaze to

on Ra

of one of the most terrifyingly powerful financial dyn

riage," Bronson offered, cu

o block your uncle's forced arrangement. In exchange, you act the

n kicked in

her hand. But more importantly, her mother's will had a specific clause: the tru

r that clause. She could rip her mother's

tly into Bronson's aggressive, pre

n affection or twisted pity. There was only the cold, hard calcu

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n to reveal the bu

te, gentlemanly gesture toward the exit,

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him through th

bled to pull open the heavy glass doors. The b

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and opened the heavy door himself, his postu

her head and slid into the luxu

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ay from the curb, merging into

er pulse was steady. She knew exactly what she was doing. Her life w

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Betrayed By Ex, Married To The Tycoon
Betrayed By Ex, Married To The Tycoon
“Elva used a spare key card to quietly enter the hotel penthouse, only to find her boyfriend of two years panting heavily on the king-sized bed with her own cousin. Instead of showing remorse, her cousin shamelessly mocked her background, while her ex aggressively lunged at her to destroy the photographic evidence she had just captured. "You think you can just walk away? Warren already made the deal. By next week, you're being shipped off to marry that fifty-two-year-old crippled freak from the Ramirez family!" Her ex spat the words to threaten her, and the nightmare only escalated when Elva returned to her uncle's estate, where Warren confirmed he was indeed selling her off for a business connection. Her family eagerly joined the abuse, threatening to permanently freeze her late mother's trust fund and even plotting to secretly drug her morning milk so she couldn't fight back when the groom's family arrived. They looked at her like a pathetic, orphaned burden they could bleed dry, fully expecting her to drop to her knees, cry, and accept her miserable fate without a single word of defiance. But they had no idea that just hours ago, Elva had already signed a marriage certificate with Bronson Ramirez, the undisputed billionaire king of the dynasty, and she was stepping into the living room ready to watch their greedy world burn.”