Married To The Fake Comatose Billionaire

Chapter 6

Word Count: 709 | Released on: 09/05/2026

glass dome of the estate's sunroom, casting

a simple white knit sweater. She held a s

olled to a stop on the edge of the lawn. Four men in dark, t

room. They stopped a respectful distance

out a thick stack of documents bound in a blue

She slid the heavy stack across the table.

at the bold black letters printed on

roup's non-voting shares to your name,"

ned. One of them sucked in a

er. Five percent. That was billions of dollars. Derek Barne

original pact," Eleonora explained, her eyes soft

rmth in Eleonora's

r head. She reached out, took the heavy gold fountain pen

ly at her absolute lack of hesitation. She signed away

nkles around her eyes crinkle

signed documents, bowed de

the table and covered

oftly. "Sit with him. Talk to him. I know

image of Auguste's perfectly still

rved into a sharp

good care of him,"

om and walked down the long, carpete

two armed guards stepped aside immediately.

The door hissed shut beh

e walked straight to the elect

sequence. The heavy deadbolts inside the door slammed into place

ceiling. She reached up and yanked the power cord out

hand onto the intercom button, grabbing his sidearm with the other, ready to dispatch the tactical team. Before he could shout the order, a sharp, double-burst of static crackled in his earpiece. It was the mattress senso

ands. She turned and wal

nced hearing had picked up the sound of t

s heart gave a violent, he

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“Justice was dragged back from the slums by her biological father, only to be sold off to the billionaire Aguirre family. Her purpose was simple: marry their comatose heir to secure a three-hundred-million-dollar lifeline for his company. Her stepmother and stepsister sneered at her cheap canvas shoes, treating her like a contagious disease. "A high school dropout from the slums marrying a billionaire? It's a miracle your trashy bloodline is getting anywhere near the estate," her stepsister Emery mocked. At the sprawling estate, the "comatose" heir, Auguste, was secretly conscious. Disgusted by his new bride, he orchestrated her enrollment at an elite prep school, hoping the ruthless rich kids would break her. On her very first day, Emery ambushed her, loudly broadcasting Justice's "dropout" status to the entire classroom and turning her into an instant social pariah. The teachers tried to humiliate her with impossible calculus, and the students treated her like garbage. They all thought she was just a pathetic, uneducated pawn they could easily crush and discard. They had no idea that her "dropout" file was a manufactured ghost, or that the Aguirre family's top intelligence network had just hit a military-grade firewall trying to look into her past. Justice didn't panic. She flawlessly solved the university-level equation on the board, then walked into the cafeteria and looked right at Emery. "She has no Barnes blood. She is a squatter living in my father's house." With three casual sentences, Justice completely incinerated her stepsister's elite life. The billionaire heir wanted to play games? She was about to show them all what a real monster looked like.”