The Unchosen Bride's Vengeance

wunderkind and heir to a fortune, was about to pick a bride. "The Golden Choice," they called it, a televised charity spect

this nig

ed lottery system. She wanted a pawn, someone controllable. I was that pawn. Then Lily, Ethan's beloved

y's memorial, my reputation shredded, the drugs that clouded my mind, th

t this

him, the medical bills a crushing weight on my shoulders. That was my

st time, it spat out my name. This time, I'd spent weeks, sleepless nights, u

was a predator in a bespoke suit. He reached into the gleaming bo

ut a card.

ce smooth but with an edge of annoya

gh the crowd. This

n me for a fleeting second. I met his gaze, kept my face caref

tiful, seemingly sweet, radiating a fragile innocence

s face, a smile that didn't reach his eyes, "I will make my

of surprised joy. It was all a lie. I knew Lily. I knew her sec

for our engagement party next weekend." His eyes found mine again, a flicker of something I

ip on my arm spun me around. Eleanor Vand

she hissed, her voi

ing, Mrs. V

n was perfect. You were supposed to be ch

a stinging slap echoe

ned ever