Stealing My Rival's Wife And Her Twins

Chapter 6

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nd my shoulders and walked slowly from the bedroom into

displayed real-time data from Summerlin Perfor

ser pointer, Edward walked me throug

r analytics systems," Edward explained. "We also hold over four hundred global p

rotating on the monitor, I felt a familiar

orts performance analytics and hockey tactical modeling-until Landon

shear force during high-speed lateral cuts?" I asked, p

th froze, turning to

e?" William asked, stepping close

ion compensation when a defenseman pivots backward," I said, picking up th

curve smoothed out, and the data ac

ped before he let

y our little sister was just a quiet gra

us, a bitter smile

ive zone adjustment Landon used was written by me at my desk late at night.

with anger as she pull

star reputation on my daughter's hard wor

ned with fury as he tapped hi

ave the legal department launch an immediate IP audit into every ta

is laptop. "By the time we're done, his repu

dly and rested his hand

top NHL stars this season. Come be my chief tactical consultan

lasses up and

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orted a team of luxury fashion stylists into the lounge, pushing

day dresses from Paris and Milan have arrived

elegant ivory cashmere dress, pinning my long blonde hair up loosely. L

in walked in holding

st had a courier deliver a pair of cust

and looking at the tiny silver bands

did he know ab

ndon as he thinks," Henry said, walking in with a cold

e buzzed with an official press relea

vailabilities due to "personal family matters," subtly hinting that his mar

eyes turned ice cold as I set the

send the Blades front office and my soon-to-b

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Stealing My Rival's Wife And Her Twins

Nuan Qiu Romance

“I was in the hospital, delivering twins all by myself. My husband, Landon, ignored my seven calls. Instead, I saw him on a live broadcast at a charity gala, letting an actress press close to him and announce to the cameras that he belonged to her tonight. Just three days ago, he had thrown divorce papers at me, demanding I step aside so they could sign a joint commercial deal. Exhausted and anemic, I nearly collapsed on the freezing hospital floor trying to comfort my crying babies. It was Landon's biggest hockey rival who caught me and held my newborn daughter. When he called Landon to warn him I was in bad shape, Landon just yelled over the phone, telling him to mind his own business. Landon later tossed a check on my nightstand, mocking that without his name and money, I wouldn't survive a week in New York. For three years, I hid our marriage and secretly wrote every tactical playbook that built his superstar reputation. Yet he treated me like dirt, calling me an ordinary orphan who would be nothing without him. What he didn't know was that my doctor had just walked in with a DNA report. I wasn't a nobody. I was the long-lost daughter of the billionaire Summerlin family. The exact sports tech empire Landon was currently begging for a massive endorsement deal. Looking at the sleeping twins, I signed the divorce papers without hesitation. It was time to take back everything he stole from me.”