Flash Marriage To The Supreme Alpha

Chapter 4

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the quiet brownstone apartment my late mother had left me, picking

ust spent eight straight hours running budget reviews at the Apex office, and keepin

from the kitchen, my phone rang sharply against the wooden

breath, tapped the green icon,

at the registry today?" my biological father's voice roared thr

from my ear. "If you only called

ly on his end of the line. "How dare you void the Gordon engag

ea forty minutes before our wedding," I said, letting

ior, lecturing tone I despised. "That's because you're too cold to keep an Alpha intereste

ter glass until my knuckles turned whit

ent Banquet," Brown ordered, his tone leaving no room for ar

nt's "Scent Banquets" really were-closed-door parties where sleazy Alphas pumpe

t and serve up my gland on a platter?" I as

a dumped Omega with a ruined reputation! Climbing into

an who shared half my blood, I had never been a daughter-just a piece

y eyes as my voice turned as hard a

stole commercial secrets from Hendry Corp!" Brown snarled,

, Brown. Let's see which travels faster-your pathetic

phone down on the dining table, my ches

leaned back against the wooden chair, my fin

hey got desperate enough, they would send family guards to drag me to Beaum

e, landing on the black apartment keyca

new contact saved as "Barrett Craft," and ho

to use it. I pressed dial and raised the phone to my ea

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“I waited two full hours at the City Hall Bond Registry, only for my fiancé to call and cancel our marriage registration for the third time. He was busy comforting my stepsister, Brea, who had faked a minor riding injury just to steal him away on our wedding day. "Come apologize to Brea right now, or this wedding is on hold indefinitely!" he roared over the phone. My own family was even worse. Furious that I had jeopardized the Gordon family's investment, my father demanded I go to a private reception and offer myself to a notorious Alpha playboy to pay off a massive debt Brea had caused. "Victor likes your Omega rating," my father barked shamelessly. "Keep him happy tonight, and he'll plug our company's deficit!" Through a hidden listening device I had planted at home, I heard my family laughing. They were conspiring to officially transfer my marriage contract to Brea and leak my home address to that pervert. They thought I was just a powerless, bottom-tier corporate clerk they could bleed dry and throw away. They didn't know I had already unilaterally canceled the engagement under the Marking Autonomy Act. They also didn't know I had walked right out of City Hall and flash-married a stranger to secure my independence. And they certainly had no idea that my new husband on paper was Barrett Craft-the ruthless S-rank Alpha Prime CEO of the Union's largest conglomerate, who was about to make them lose everything.”