My Fake Husband Is A Secret Billionaire

Chapter 5

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ce. The iced water flew out of the heavy glass,

ed her arms, bracing for the humiliating impact, her

ever

r personal space, completely eclipsing her. The scent

k of Caspian Sterling's bespoke charcoal suit jac

ng at the broad, solid back of the man who had

to Veronica. The temperature in the lobby seemed to drop ten degr

ss slipping from her fingers and shattering on the floor. She was instantl

s Veronica. He puffed out his chest. "Hey! Who the

aspian reached into his pocket, pulled out a pristine white silk handk

coldness in his eyes vanished, replaced

d, his voice a deep rumble t

staring at him in absolute sho

at Caspian's damp jacket. "Oh, I get it. Is this the cheap s

Veronica. He simply glanced over his shoulder at Arth

hur an almost im

sending a silent, high-priority alert di

nsult. "You just ruined a nice suit for

t Leo. "You're the one who isn't worth a dime, Leo! I paid your rent! I bought your au

opped pretending not to listen. They began to w

tures into something ugly. He stepped toward Clara agg

ith terrifying,

s wrist mid-air. Caspian's fingers loc

ing his lips. He tried to yank his arm

aspian informed Leo coldly, his voice b

was pressing a finger to his earpiece, his face pale. He had just received strict, terrifying orders

apidly, flanked by two burl

ked at Rick. "Rick, thank god. Throw Clara and her

t her, turning respectfully toward Caspian. Rick

e were not aware of your presence," Rick said, his voice tre

ving the younger man backward wit

cuffs, his eyes fixed

trash," Casp

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“Clara supported her boyfriend Leo for four years, paying his rent and buying his headshots while working dead-end extra gigs. On his twenty-sixth birthday, she caught him in their bed with Veronica, a wealthy producer's daughter who constantly stole Clara's roles. Leo mocked Clara as a "pathetic, poor stepping stone" who was just there until he got his foot in the door. Veronica threatened to ruin Clara's career forever. Clara dumped him, packed her bags, and impulsively entered a contract marriage with a cold stranger she met at City Hall. But her nightmare wasn't over. When her mother suddenly needed a $200,000 emergency brain surgery, Clara was forced to take a demeaning extra gig to survive. There, Veronica and her starlet friend cornered Clara. They mocked her cheap clothes, ridiculed her new wedding ring as fake glass, and intentionally poured scalding coffee on her feet. "Well, maid, you better clean that up." Veronica laughed, forcing Clara to her knees to wipe up the burning liquid while snapping photos. Clara swallowed her burning humiliation, secretly recording their abuse on her phone. She endured the pain, desperate for the $300 day rate to save her mother's life, feeling entirely crushed by their overwhelming wealth and power. What she didn't know was that outside the soundstage, her new contract husband-the man she thought was just a struggling, broke tech worker-was sitting in a sleek black Maybach. He watched his wife kneeling on the floor, and his dark eyes filled with a lethal, terrifying rage.”