The Discarded Heiress And Her Fake Mute Husband

Chapter 6

Word Count: 628 | Released on: 16/10/2026

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shoulder and threw his arm off; he went

ight hand

and ran a current through it - measured, controlled, the exact frequency to interrup

laced in a line along the hairline at the bas

ulsions

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enue with its lights throwing

and the crowd - which had been pressing in on her a minute ago

nted her number. He wanted, she thought, to know what she knew, and there wasn't time

fore the adrenaline wore off enough for her to notic

on behind wrought-iron gates, lit up

the duffel, at the street dust on

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to see her. This was not goin

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The Discarded Heiress And Her Fake Mute Husband

Noah Reed Modern

“After spending eighteen years in the rugged Appalachian mountains, I was finally brought back to my wealthy biological family in Manhattan. But there was no warm welcome waiting for me. My biological mother looked at me with pure disgust, calling me a vulgar stray, while she fiercely protected the fake daughter who had stolen my life. The fake daughter had a massive problem. She was bound by a legally binding marriage covenant to the Hopkins family heir-a man who was reportedly a deaf, mute, and violent invalid after a yacht explosion. Terrified of marrying a ruined man, she cried and manipulated our mother into a cruel scheme. "If Deidre takes my place, the family trust is saved. Isn't that the perfect outcome?" Without a second thought, my mother agreed to amend the contract, throwing me to the wolves to protect her precious fake child. They thought I was just a clueless country girl they could use as a sacrificial pawn, destined to rot away cleaning up after a crippled outcast. They thought they had buried me alive. But what they didn't know was that I had already met this "helpless mute" in a back alley-and he was actually a ruthless underground boss pulling the strings of the city's elite. And I certainly wasn't just a helpless girl from the mud, either. Looking at the drafted marriage transfer contract on my phone, a cold smile spread across my face. "Marry the little mute? This game just got interesting."”