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Substitute Bride: Curing The Disabled Billionaire

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 555    |    Released on: Today at 14:24

ye felt their painted eyes following her, judging the outsider in their midst. The air was th

unded a corner, a figu

small diamond stud glinting in her nose. Her face was set in

sked, crossing her arms and looking Faye up and down as i

shrank back, her ey

an help you with?" Faye

My cousin Catherine is too nice. She let someo

"A little advice. Know your place. Don't get any ideas about wh

nd a small, genuine s

off guard. It made her

d softly, then shook her head

hed. "What's that

es turning cold, "that when you really want to sol

e closed the distance between

tumbling backwar

n flinched, squeezing her e

, tucking a loose strand behind her ear. The touch was

to intimidate me again," she whispered, her voice a thread of

back. Her face was once again

hammering against her ribs. For the first time

e terrified maid. "We don't wan

ded numbly a

door was ajar. An imposing old man sat be

and scholarly, was Donovan Sinclair. Juli

e her a warm, welcoming smile, but his eye

s gaze sharp and piercing.

rtless authority of a man who

d into the

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dened, but it neve

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Substitute Bride: Curing The Disabled Billionaire
Substitute Bride: Curing The Disabled Billionaire
“Faye was brought back from the countryside by her father, not out of love, but to be a sacrificial lamb. Her stepmother demanded she take her younger sister's place to marry Julian Sinclair, a billionaire heir paralyzed in a crash and notorious for his cruel temper. When Faye refused, her stepmother threatened to fabricate scandalous evidence about Faye's late grandmother-the only person who had ever loved her. Forced into the marriage, Faye was sent to the oppressive Sinclair estate with nothing but a shabby duffel bag. She immediately faced blatant hostility from Julian's arrogant sister and scheming cousins, who mocked her origins and treated her like dirt. When Faye prepared a traditional herbal paste to treat Julian, the entire family ambushed her, surrounding her to accuse her of being a backwoods fraud trying to poison the crippled heir. They all thought she was just a meek, helpless pawn meant to suffer in a gilded cage. They didn't realize she had already deduced Julian was actually paralyzed by a rare neurotoxin, nor did they know she was secretly a master healer searching for the truth behind her grandmother's murder. "I trust her." Julian shocked his family by tasting the vile paste himself, suddenly gasping as a burning sensation flared in his dead legs for the first time in three years. Faye adjusted her black-framed glasses, hiding a chilling smile. It was time to use the Sinclair empire to hunt down her enemies.”