Discarded Fiancée: The Tech King's True Queen

Chapter 5

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s of my twenty-year history with him. My fingertip was ice-cold as I pressed send.

eful pity. I was a gladiator in the center of the arena, and they were the bloodthirsty crowd. The weight of their judgment pressed down on my shoulders, a familiar

took a step forward, his voice a low growl that vibrated wit

ph flashed in her eyes before being replaced by a soft, worried expressio

rs digging into my arm. "Are you insane?" she hissed

cocktail of delayed fear and reckless courage

up. The name displayed was one I knew by heart, one that ha

udden lull of whispers, it sounded like a thunderclap. It split t

hed hand and Bettie's desp

Necks craned. Everyone wanted to know who co

e to my ear, and t

dy and calm, a rhythm that seemed to seep through the phone and into my own

lifeline. Jealousy contorted his features, stripping away his handsome vene

a loyal bulldog protecting her c

and resonant, a calm anchor

Twenty years of biting my tongue, of swallowing my hurt, of making myself smalle

all, choked sound, a strangled n

he reporters, smelling a scandal far juicier than

meone whisper loudly. "Has Ka

eard the venomous speculation. The words were like tiny n

right beside me, Everett's voice remained imposs

I closed my eyes, and the dizzying panic was rep

ce, a weak but clear t

ity guards who had materialized, his roars of fury just

, but with this phone pressed to my ear, I had

e calm was still there, but underneath it was an unshake

on't move. I'

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Discarded Fiancée: The Tech King's True Queen

Irene Modern

“I returned to New York for my welcome-home party, expecting a warm embrace from Edwin, my devoted fiancé of twenty years. Instead, his first words to me were a cold, public warning to stay away from his new girlfriend, Kacy. He stood in my family's hotel, shielding a girl I had never even met, and painted me as a vicious, jealous bully. "She is very sensitive, Kaitlyn. Her background is tough. Please, be gentle with her. Don't upset her." He humiliated me in front of our entire elite circle, allowing them to mock me as the aggressive, discarded ex while he carried her away like a fragile princess. For twenty years, I had been his loyal shadow, fixing his mistakes and loving him unconditionally. I couldn't understand how decades of deep devotion could be instantly erased by a few crocodile tears and a manipulative damsel act. He was absolutely certain I would throw a tantrum, cry, and eventually crawl back to beg for his attention. But he was wrong. He didn't know that Everett Rowe, a billionaire tech mogul, had been patiently waiting five years to marry me. He also didn't know that during my three years abroad, I wasn't just studying art-I became "K.B.", the ruthless Wall Street predator who could swallow his family's empire whole. I calmly pulled out my phone, ignored the mocking whispers around me, and typed a single message to Everett. "Yes. I'll marry you."”