Married To My Fiancé's Billionaire Uncle

Chapter 2

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r of fear, a hint of a bluff. He found nothing. Only a chilling

Carlyle's body tensed again, every muscle screaming with pain and adrenalin

s hot, ragged breath gh

down on hers. It wasn't a kiss of passion, but an act of r

crackled in her eyes. This wasn't seduction; it was a viola

to the alley, illuminating

lled, his voice rough with impatience. "D

g in her wet hair, holding her fast. He pressed her more firmly against the wall, a

ined rage, but she made no sound,

moved on. "Waste of time. Let's check the next block

all beside her, gasping for air. A weak, triumphant smirk

back of her glove, her movements slow and deliberate, as if scrubbi

rted to push himsel

he'd instinctively relaxed-and pivoted. It was a precis

oed in the narrow c

ny. A strangled grunt escaped his lips as a fresh wave of pain

r expression unchanged. She looked at his now

patch on his abdomen. "Now, for the bullet

ing with a strange, burgeoning admiration. The girl's strength, her speed, her sheer ruthlessness-it was beyond anyth

oat and produced a compact, professional-grade first aid kit. She tor

't experienced in years: a complete loss of control. Using his one good hand, he fumbled with the

absolute, as if they were in a sterile operating theater and not a filthy, rain-soaked alley. Her touc

the intense concentration in her eyes. In the dim

ng up, her voice flat. "I'm just patching you

a pressure dressing with practiced efficiency. "Thi

, then turned to leave, her pa

t, his voice straine

he alley, a silhouette against

your bu

s gone, swallow

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“I returned to Veridia City to avenge my mother, a brilliant scientist framed for medical fraud and driven to her grave. But my biological father, who had abandoned us years ago, suddenly brought me back to his luxurious mansion. I thought he finally felt a shred of guilt. Instead, he just needed a disposable pawn to sell off in an arranged marriage to the wealthy Duncan family to save his failing business. His new wife and son looked at me like I was trash from the slums. When I went to enroll at the city's most elite academy, a snobby teacher deliberately sabotaged me with an impossible placement test, wanting to humiliate me in front of everyone. "If you fail, you will get on your knees, apologize, and get out of this city forever!" Everyone waited to watch the uneducated country bumpkin make a total fool of herself. They thought I was just a helpless, pathetic girl they could easily manipulate and crush. They had no idea that beneath this fragile disguise, I was actually "The Surgeon," the underground medical miracle, and "King," the world's most feared hacker. Forty minutes later, I tossed the perfectly scored exams onto the desk, forcing the arrogant teacher into a public apology. As I walked out the gates, the city's most ruthless tycoon-and my supposed fiancé's uncle-leaned out of his Bentley and locked eyes with me. "Found you." They thought they had trapped a weak pawn in their gilded cage, but they had just invited the grim reaper right to their front door.”