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Betrayed By Ex, Married To The Tycoon

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 736    |    Released on: 09/05/2026

lked side-by-side down the wide, white

d piece of paper in her ha

the name written next to hers: Bronson Ramirez. The reality of

beside her. "Are you actually related t

his cuffs, his tone dismissive. "A distant branc

custom-armored Maybach wasn't just some forgotten relative. He was dangerous. He was hiding something massive. But right now, she needed a shield to block Warren'

k into the wa

rtier," Bronson o

ot necessary. The whole point of a cont

seat, his presence dominating the back of th

walk back into the Schmitt estate without a rock on your fi

a halt in front of the

ere already lined up at the glass doors, bowing

VIP room. Velvet trays lined with blinding, multi-m

She pointed to a simple, unadorned platinum ba

letely ignor

d up a breathtaking, three-ca

ee right there on the thick carpet. He reached out a

er arm. She instinctively tried to yank her hand back, b

r. It slid over her knuckle and settled perfectly

urning into hers. "This is th

awless pink diamond without blinking? He was either testing her greed, or he was so unimaginably powerful that he didn't care about exposing his lie. The sheer, ter

started vibrating vi

dug out the phone. The scre

tly froze over. She hit answer a

ged roar blasted through the speaker. "Ge

rly gone cryin

I'm coming back. But not to listen to your ba

and tossed the ph

ped a simple platinum band onto his own finger. He watc

ered, his voice low and steady.

hard. "No. This is my mess. I'

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Betrayed By Ex, Married To The Tycoon
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“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.”