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Married To My Ex-Fiancé's Silent Uncle

Ming Yue

Twenty minutes before the "Wedding of the Century" at The Plaza, I stood outside the Presidential Suite in a fifty-thousand-dollar Vera Wang gown. I was the girl from a West Virginia trailer park about to marry Hugh Maxwell, the golden heir to a billion-dollar defense empire. I pushed the door open only to find Hugh pinned against the bed with my own stepsister, Floy. She was wearing my bridal diamond necklace, and the sounds of their laughter scraped against my eardrums like sandpaper. I didn't scream; I listened as Hugh grunted that once the wedding was over and the trust fund unlocked, he'd dump "that hillbilly trash" on a bus back to the mountains. They weren't just cheating; they were planning to steal my family's land deeds and leave me with nothing. When I set off the sprinklers and exposed their naked bodies to the paparazzi, the Maxwell family didn't apologize. They called me a "greedy peasant" and threatened to ruin my life unless I signed a new deal to save their crashing stock. I realized then that I was never a bride to them. I was a transaction, a rounding error in a ledger to be used and discarded. They thought my poverty made me weak and my silence made me a victim. "If we don't have a marriage certificate by midnight, the bank freezes thirty percent of our liquidity," their lawyer warned. So, I gave them exactly what they wanted. I used a loophole in their hundred-year-old family covenant and married the only other direct heir available. I didn't marry Hugh. I walked into the ICU and married his uncle, Fleet Maxwell-the legendary war hero who had been in a vegetative state for months. Now, I am the matriarch of the Maxwell dynasty. I've suspended Hugh's executive powers, exiled my mother-in-law to the Swiss Alps, and taken control of the family vault. They think I'm just a gold-digger waiting for a "corpse" to die so I can collect a fifty-million-dollar widow's payout. But last night, as I lay beside my comatose husband, the man they called a vegetable gripped my hand back.

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It was the end of a hectic day for all in Devis Group one of the biggest firm in Canada with hundreds of its branch in the world, and it was an early day off for Jason Devis the CEO of the company and also a leader of underworld of course his second identity was unknown to all expect the people who were very close to him and worked for him for his second identity.

It was Carl's birthday his best buddy and one of his only family member other than his other 2 friends Scot & Tex. Jason didn't have family apart from his 3 buddy's. Although he didn't have neither time nor interest for parties & all but he never wanted to disappoint his friends. He was known for his arrogance, ruthlessness, cruelty, merciless and his dominating behavior suited his personality but he was hell handsome, girls just wanted to get be his girlfriend but he was never interested in all of them.

For him love was shattered when his first love betrayed him and after that he lost his interest and trust in girls although his friends tried a lot of blind dates and other ways to his interest in girls but never succeeded.

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