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Cancelled Wedding: Pursued By The Secret Tycoon

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 813    |    Released on: Today at 19:56

immediately filled the room. "Gennie! You finally called me! Ho

s loosened slightly around her phone. She leane

ately noticed something was wrong. The playful tone in her v

uch to say, but in the end, she only whi

ed. She had always disliked the way Charle treated Genevieve,

u and Charle are really over? Gennie, I don't know what happened, but I trust your dec

the first genuine laugh she had managed in days. "I'm

voice. "I just bought a penthouse in Tribeca and was waiting for

e time alone." She didn't want to leave one man's home only to move in

y changed direction. "Fine. But you're coming out with me tonig

d. "I just recover

mbers-only club on the West Side called Indigo Club. I finally got access

the decision. "Nine o'clock. I'll pick you up downstair

n in the mirror. Her face was still pale, but she c

out the black silk slip dress Karina loved. The design was

ce, then added a bold red lipstick. When she looked up again, th

arina w

s worth ce

.m., her

nounced dramatically. "Yo

parked by the hotel entrance. Karina stood beside it in a spark

y God, babe. You look incredible! Charle

through the city. "Tonight's mission is simple. Drink

watching the city lights pass by. T

f you want some fun tonight, I can find you a top-tier m

ghing and lightly pushe

ed and raised her hands in surrender. Her voice rose a little as she teased, "Okay, o

a. The entrance to Indigo Club was hidden behin

ard to the sharply dressed doorman. He

covered the room, blues music drifted through the air

with a familiar smile. "Come on,

ails. Karina pointed at Genevieve's glass. "On

ktail decorated with an orchid a

you,

hed the drink

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Cancelled Wedding: Pursued By The Secret Tycoon
Cancelled Wedding: Pursued By The Secret Tycoon
“Genevieve Harding stood in the VIP fitting room, wearing a six-figure custom wedding gown, waiting for her fiancé of ten years. But when a sudden, agonizing pain ripped through her abdomen, Charle impatiently dismissed her call. "Take an Uber to the hospital. Don't be so dramatic." Before the line went dead, Genevieve clearly heard the voice of Keshia, the woman he had been secretly seeing. Diagnosed with acute appendicitis, Genevieve underwent emergency surgery completely alone. Dragging her post-op body down the hospital corridor in the dead of night, she saw Charle in a nearby room, tenderly tucking a blanket around Keshia. When her aunt found out about the rift, she didn't care about Genevieve's health, only demanding she apologize to Charle so her cousin could get a job at his company. "Think about our family's reputation! You owe us!" For ten years, Genevieve had been the compliant fiancé, believing in their childhood sweetheart fairy tale. She didn't understand why her loyalty was rewarded with such cold betrayal, or why her own family only saw her as a disposable pawn for wealth. This time, she didn't cry or make a scene. Genevieve left the diamond ring on the coffee table, blocked her toxic relatives, and moved out of the penthouse. She was going to the most exclusive high-society gala in New York, completely on her own.”