Left Behind: I Married His Billionaire Rival

Chapter 5

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ith a brief, sharp glint of triumph before she quickly mas

? It's all my fault. I shouldn'

"Kay," was a deliberate jab, a rem

her hand. "It's not your fault, sweetie

ning to steel. "Amelia, stop right

e turned around slowly, her expressi

isrespect you showed Kayson toda

y humor. "The disrespect he was shown? What about me? What about the humi

ter than before. "Men have careers, Amelia. Important things to do. And

fruit, her eyes darting between them. "Ma'am, Miss, pl

ia's arm, but Amelia

n particular. Her voice was quiet but firm. "I ca

stared at her, st

e will you go? Do you think you can afford a New

walked into her room and r

and some personal keepsakes. It too

on instructed Leo to track Amelia's credit car

with his card to spite him. Once he found her, he

al whisper. "Mom, you don't think sister is really going to break up with Kay,

mark, striking at Kr

the small suitcase behind h

ing you to call Kayson a

around her, heading

where are you going? Did... did you and Mr. Kayson get married toda

k at the woman who had raised her, the o

tly. "Faye, I

elief. "Oh, thank goodne

m," Amelia int

a death sentence. Faye froze,

n. She opened the door and walked ou

t. She leaned against the cool metal wall, her legs suddenly feeling wea

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Left Behind: I Married His Billionaire Rival

Mattie Valelly Billionaires

“Amelia sat alone at the City Marriage Bureau, watching the clock tick down to closing time. Fifteen minutes before the doors shut, a phone call shattered her last flicker of hope. Her fiancé, Kayson, wasn't coming. He had abandoned their wedding registration because Kamila-her stepsister-had twisted her ankle. It was his ninth broken promise. When Amelia returned home, there was no comfort. Her biological mother sneered at her humiliation, shielding the stepsister while ordering Amelia to apologize to Kayson. "Who would she marry without Kayson?" her mother mocked. "Let's see how long she survives out there without his money." Meanwhile, Kayson arrogantly dismissed her absence. Finding out she had vanished, he just laughed it off with his assistant. "It's just a tantrum to force my hand," Kayson smirked. "She still can't live without me." After nine years of absolute devotion, she was nothing but a convenient placeholder to the man she loved, and a worthless joke to her own family. The suffocating weight of their betrayal finally snapped something inside her. She packed a single suitcase, threw away nine years of anniversary gifts, and permanently blocked Kayson's number. Standing in the freezing wind, she pulled out her phone and dialed the private number of Kayson's biggest, most ruthless rival. "Mr. Thornton, what you said seven months ago... does the offer to marry me still stand?" Ten minutes later, a sleek black Maybach pulled up to the curb.”