My Fake Husband Is A Secret Billionaire

Chapter 6

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stepped forward and firmly grabbed Leo Foster by the bicep

, gesturing toward the glass doors with a ster

he guard's hand. "Don't touch me! Do you know who I am? My father is a VIP me

ss. "Your father's membership has just been permane

the hell is this guy?" Leo shouted, pointing a shaking finger at Caspian. His panicked brain finally registered the weal

. He turned his broad back to the scen

wide as she watched the power dynamic

tly damp suit jacket. He pulled out a small, elega

o and Veronica stopped struggling,

d the box open

breathtaking, catching the ambient light of the lobby and throwing fracture

idened in pure, unadulterated envy

lara's left hand. His long, warm fing

tly against her ribs. She was completely frozen

g onto her ring finger. It slid over her

looked over his shoulder at Leo. His v

is my

on Clara's hand to Clara's stunned face, his brain s

e," Caspian added, his tone laced with a leth

ith desperation. "It's a fake! It has to be a cubic zirconia! She's

ronica with a look. He simply

agging him backward toward the glass doors. L

forcing her to walk. Veronica kicked and

guards literally shoved Leo and

o his knees directly into a muddy puddle. The dirty wate

of her expensive red-soled stiletto snapped with a loud crack. She

pulled out their phones, eagerly recording th

brow. "Sir, please allow us to offer you and your wife a p

voice calm. "My wife has lost

e small of Clara's back. He guided her

he looked down at the heavy, glittering stone on her fing

he crowd of onlookers, and walked into the

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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.”