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Jilted Girlfriend? I Am The Tycoon's Wife
Cara Lewis sat quietly as her boyfriend of three years pushed a plate of dessert across the table, wearing a rehearsed mask of sorrow. He claimed he had to break up with her for her own good, blaming his lack of connections on Wall Street and insisting he couldn't give her the life she deserved. He acted like a martyr making a tragic sacrifice, waiting for her desperate tears and trembling denial. Instead, Cara calmly pulled out a stack of glossy photos and an elegant engagement invitation. She exposed his secret affair with the wealthy Hailie Lewis, completely dismantling his hypocritical social climb. Leaving the cheating narcissist pale and humiliated, Cara paid the bill and walked out, thinking the trash had finally been taken out. But her newly single evening took a chaotic turn when a teenage gaming partner called in a panic. He begged her to crash his elite prep school and pose as his aunt to save him from expulsion. Cara agreed, flawlessly playing the role of the secret new wife to his uncle, a notoriously ruthless Wall Street titan. She was thoroughly dominating the snobby school board when the office doors suddenly swung open. The real billionaire uncle, Beck Greer, walked into the room. Cara's heart dropped into her stomach as his glacial eyes locked onto her, knowing her social existence in New York was about to end. Caught in a terrifying, inescapable lie, Cara made an insane calculation. She stepped forward, firmly hooked her arm through the billionaire's, and smiled sweetly. "Honey, what took you so long? Julian and I were being bullied." She waited for the executioner's axe to fall, but the untouchable tycoon simply covered her hand with his and played along.Across the white tablecloth of Serafina, Bradyn Hubbard—Cara Lewis's boyfriend of three years—set his wine down and leaned forward. He pulled a thick, cream-colored envelope from his jacket and slid it across the table until it rested in front of her.
Cara looked down. The gold foil lettering was fresh from the press.
Engagement Gala
Groom: Bradyn Hubbard
Bride: Hailie Lewis
Venue: The Lewis Estate, Long Island. Next Saturday.
"Cara, let's be realistic," Bradyn said, his voice dropping into a conspiratorial whisper. "Hailie is my ticket to the top. Marrying her is the only shortcut for a guy like me to get a seat on the board. I don't love her—she's just the ladder I have to climb for my career."
Cara stared at the card, then lifted her cold amber eyes to meet his. "So you're proposing what, exactly?"
Bradyn gave a smug, self-satisfied smile.
"We break up publicly. But in private? Nothing has to change. You funded my MBA and paid my rent for three years—I haven't forgotten that. Stay quiet, be my little secret on the side, and once I secure the Lewis assets, I'll make sure you're taken care of in luxury."
Cara stared at his shameless face, her voice dropping into a dangerous, silky calm. "You sold yourself as a kept man to my stepsister, and you expect me to be your dirty little secret?"
"Don't make it sound so ugly, Cara," Bradyn scoffed, waving a dismissive hand. "That's how men get ahead in Manhattan. Be realistic, Cara. You're broke and you have no one. Who else is going to take care of you? Don't be stupid. Just take the deal."
Cara looked at him for one quiet second, her lips curving into a razor-sharp smile.
"In your wildest dreams, Bradyn."
Without a second's hesitation, Cara picked up her crystal tumbler and threw the cold bourbon and ice straight into his face.
The freezing liquor drenched his styled hair and soaked the collar of his designer shirt. Bradyn gasped, shooting up from the velvet booth in sheer shock, frantically wiping his stinging eyes.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" he snarled, glaring at her as neighboring tables turned to stare.
Cara set the empty glass down with a quiet, deliberate tap.
Without breaking eye contact, she reached into her Saint Laurent bag, pulled out a thick manila folder, and dropped it heavily onto his soaked lap.
"Open it, parasite," Cara said calmly.
Bradyn's hands shook as he ripped the folder open.
A thick stack of forensic-grade photographs spilled across the table. His breath caught in his throat—the photos showed him and Hailie completely naked, tangled in the satin sheets of a suite at the Baccarat Hotel.
Taped right behind the prints was a notarized invoice.
Columbia MBA Tuition & Fees: $186,000.00
Tribeca Penthouse Lease Subsidies: $94,000.00
Bespoke Wardrobe & Networking Tabs: $62,000.00
TOTAL REIMBURSEMENT DUE: $342,000.00
Bradyn's face turned an ashen, sickly gray. "You... you tracked me?"
"Three hundred and forty-two grand," Cara said, tapping the total with a manicured nail. "Wire it back to my account by Monday morning. If you don't, these photos go directly to Hailie's father and the Lewis board."
The shock on Bradyn's face instantly curdled into ugly fury. He slammed both hands on the table, leaning in with a desperate hiss. "You crazy bitch! You gave me that money willingly—that was trust money! You can't sue me for gifts!"
"I invested in a partner, Bradyn, not a freeloader," Cara said coldly. "You lived off my money for three years just to become my stepsister's leashed lapdog. Pay back every cent by Monday, or wear the collar in public."
"You fucking bitch—" Bradyn lunged forward, grabbing for her wrist.
Cara smoothly stepped back, out of his reach. She stood tall, smoothing the front of her tailored coat, looking down at him with absolute disgust.
Slowly, deliberately, she raised her hand and flipped him a clean, effortless middle finger.
"Congratulations on the engagement, Bradyn," Cara said softly. "You and Hailie deserve each other."
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Confidence
It was in the early days of April; Bernard Longueville had been spending the winter in Rome. He had travelled northward with the consciousness of several social duties that appealed to him from the further side of the Alps, but he was under the charm of the Italian spring, and he made a pretext for/0/47419/coverorgin.jpg?v=45534e54ad36109b6f207435dbe4052f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Without End
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Gardening Without Irrigation: or without much, anyway
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Bricks Without Straw
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Reborn Without Sarah
My wife, Sarah, always had a radiant smile, bright and flawless, just like the diamond necklace she wore. Everyone at the party, celebrating the pinnacle of my architectural career, saw us as the perfect couple, living in a stunning penthouse. But beneath the facade, a chilling rot was eating away a/0/44932/coverorgin.jpg?v=58283103c8b91b7e84a21db4371ba931&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I'm Good Without You
Julianny was a prosperous, loving, successful, and dedicated woman to her family. She lived with her parents and was that prototype of a girl who, with her mere presence, illuminated the moment. No one had ever seen her cry, always with the best smile. She was in her last year of university when s/0/88587/coverorgin.jpg?v=1e2af43d88445cfcc3259568961eb941&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Lost Without You
Sarah Wayne has lost everything-her savings, her beloved bakery, and the man she once trusted with her heart. Betrayed and heartbroken, she returns to her quiet hometown, hoping to rebuild a simple life from the ruins of her past. Survival is her only goal-until she crosses paths with Nathan Gray./0/77161/coverorgin.jpg?v=7975e5fe2b33ba79e70a473ac099ab74&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Lost without you
They share a face. But not a life. Bella has built her world with sharp edges and harder victories - a renowned attorney who never loses, never wavers, and never looks back. But one unexpected call shatters her perfectly ordered life. Her twin sister, Bianca - the one who disappeared into the glitte/0/1808/coverorgin.jpg?v=20171116170309&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Garden Without Walls
It happened about six in the morning, in a large red room. A bar of sunlight streamed in at the window, in which dust-motes were dancing by the thousand. A man and woman were lying in bed; I was standing up in my cot, plucking at the woman with my podgy fingers. She stirred, turned, rubbed her eyes,/0/85209/coverorgin.jpg?v=eb2ed2282eefa18d3f374bac7165161c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Home, Finally, Without Him
The plane landed, and Liam was there, handsome as ever, his smile making my heart flutter despite the exhaustion of my art residency. But then I found a delicate pink earring in his car, one that wasn't mine. Minutes later, his phone buzzed; it was his assistant, Chloe, and then a text popped up:/0/45774/coverorgin.jpg?v=e67b25d624c7e84271ccb31399472461&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Angel Without Wings
Kania, who had borrowed money from the bank solely to fund her wedding, was deceived by her boyfriend, Tom. Not only was she deceived, but Kania was also humiliated in front of everyone because on the very day of Kania and Tom's engagement, he chose to cheat on her and did not attend their engagemen/0/48357/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250117171141&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Day Without You
Olufunke Thomas is the only daughter of Mr & Mrs Thomas. Her parents spoiled her with riches because she's an only child. Whatever Funke wants, she gets it in double folds. Recently, she finished her high school education at Cambridge Academy, and she's got a good result to enter any university of/0/1753/coverorgin.jpg?v=20171116205825&imageMogr2/format/webp)
College Men Without Money
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Bayard: the Good Knight Without Fear and Without Reproach
This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the original. Due to its age, it may contain imperfections such as marks, notations, marginalia and flawed pages. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preservin/0/18811/coverorgin.jpg?v=24aa45172b4c177e972b035adc12eb5e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Slave To Love: My Life Is Empty Without You
Betrayed by her fiance, Tracy was sent to Marcus’s room as a gift. After a wild night, she found that the man lying next to her was not only the big name in the city but also her ex-boyfriend she dumped years ago. He worked hard to become the only heir of his family so that one day he could stand in/0/20198/coverorgin.jpg?v=1efbc82ec5129e631afe442e63c4093e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wolf Without a Name
Being born from rape and taking her mother life from birth. They detested her; treated her badly and gave her no name. Wanting nothing to do with her. Girl, they called her, for eighteen years; until it had become the only name she knew for herself. When her family who should have taken care of h/0/42861/coverorgin.jpg?v=9a824d93ee40a5b0f7cfd4dd4d2190e2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He left without a goodbye
What happens when the guy you have been crushing on finally asked you out?? Then the day you both started dating was the day something mysterious happened to him and you couldn't find him anymore And as fate the both of you met but he couldn't remember you That was the case of BRIELLE/1/101531/coverorgin.jpg?v=c87ffc791f58e408195a51140190dd77&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Name Without A Past
Title- A Name Without A Past Author- Abraham Tejiri Onojighofia Genre: Psychological Suspense Romance / Crime Thriller Tagline: Memory lies. Danger doesn't.. Larry awakens in an abandoned hospital with no name, no past, and no memories-except one. A woman's face. Her voice. Her presence. The sing/0/63732/coverorgin.jpg?v=64384f5b87efbeb163dd244f6ed81982&imageMogr2/format/webp)
