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No Longer A Double: The Queen's Return

Chapter 3

Word Count: 825 | Released on: Today at 16:25

t out of the bedroom, and walked out the door without a backward glance. The s

ialed the number

. S

r is waiting for you at the corner. I've arranged a suite at

Chloe said.

ntral Park. But Chloe barely noticed. She dropped her suitcas

t, Regin

antic mix of anger and concern. "I heard a rumor... about

na," Chloe said,

oing to kill him! And Mik

ouched Chloe's lips.

mitation of sincerity. He apologized profusely. He begged

" he began, his voice dripping with false h

silent, letti

oothly. "She sprained her ankle. She can't walk in the HFR jew

diocre at best. She could never hand

. And your walk... it's legendary. No one would know the difference. Just

final bit of value from her talent. Then, when the truth inevitably came

he air. She made a small, choked

igning heartbreak and weakness.

't regret this," he said,

she said, he

fell away, replaced by a look of cold, calc

," Chloe said, her

ch," Regina hissed

Tell them to be at the HFR show tonight. Hi

gina said

real date of Mika's first prenatal appointment. Get t

are you sure about this? T

I'm a pawn they can sacrifice. It's time

th a catered dinner and a few shopping ba

ight asked me to give you this." He handed her a tablet.

tailed three separate occasions in the past year where Mika had faked an injury or illness, and Chloe had secr

e anger burned hot in her

e file and ty

amien

ecord, I accepted their

came almos

any

to let him handle it. To let his immense power crush them wit

ee the piece they threw a

ity, Damien Knight read her message. A sl

r more interesting

e. She pulled up the de

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“Chloe Foster gave up her dazzling supermodel career to marry the man she loved. On the eve of their wedding, she excitedly brought a rare vintage watch to their penthouse to surprise her fiancé, Evan. But when she pushed the door open, she didn't hear his happy laughter. Instead, she heard familiar, muffled giggles coming from the master bedroom. Through the cracked door, she saw Evan tangled in the sheets with her best friend, Mika. The velvet box slipped from her numb fingers, the antique watch shattering on the hardwood floor. Evan scrambled to cover himself, stammering pathetic excuses about it being a drunken mistake. But Mika didn't even flinch. She lazily stroked her flat stomach and smirked. "Don't blame him, Chloe. After all, I'm carrying his child." A wave of suffocating nausea churned in Chloe's stomach. The man she loved and the best friend she trusted had turned her sacrifices into a cruel, humiliating joke, plotting to discard her the moment they got what they wanted. But she didn't scream, and she didn't cry. A terrifying, absolute calm washed over her. She turned her back on the pathetic pair, walked out into the freezing rain, and headed straight to City Hall to cancel her marriage license. There, she saw a cold, intimidating stranger-Damien Knight, the undisputed king of the entertainment world-waiting for a bride who had just stood him up. With a shattered heart and a spine of steel, Chloe walked right up to the billionaire. "Your bride didn't show. My groom ran off. So, what do you say? Marry me instead?"”