No Longer A Double: The Queen's Return

Chapter 5

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om the crowd. Chants of "Unma

r eyes shining with adrenaline.

reath and walked ba

ad. "Stop her!" Mika hissed, grabbing Evan's arm, her

beefy security guard blocked his path with a

ight, a solitary, elegant figure. Every camera, every phone, was poin

e raised her hands and remo

silence. The silence of a thousand

chaos

ght it had forgotten, a face more beautiful and commanding

ve of bodies and cameras. Flashes

stage, his face purple with rage. He felt like a

ce cut through the din. It was Jenna M

sharp and perfectly timed. "Is this an el

Chloe as the villain. The narrative shifted in a s

defraud t

rlight Artists had no knowledge of this! This was entirely Ms. Foster's own doing! We are as

ears streaming down her face. "I don't know why she would

the host's microphone. "This is a fraud!" he bellowed. "HFR will be s

for their fury. Reporters swarmed her, shoving microphones in her face. Security

hard. She stumbled,

r way through the crowd,

part of her plan. To burn everything down, herself included, so she could rise from the ashes. She ha

f, her jaw tight,

in doors of the

e heated crowd. A presence, immen

ked by a team of formidable

rozen lake, swept across the venue. The frantic energy of the room

knew wh

ood turning to ice. Why was h

in, the slight tremor in her hands. He saw the cheap glitter of the stage lights on her

anger ignited

ep was deliberate, silent, and heavy with men

ut a glance. He ignored the stunne

dge of the stage, stopping

eld its breath, waiting to

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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?"”