Marrying The Masked Billionaire

through a dream, or rather, a n

ng replayed in her mind, a counterpoin

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as ludicro

her, the part that was shattered

omfortable, safe" life with a man

en Chloe an an

seed was

gain, her voice a little calme

t about it, Sara

breath. "Chloe, it

rivate. Mr. Harrison always said he was brilliant, a good man, desp

of Ethan? Is he why you' d even

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words tasting like ash in her mouth. "It' s

ill there, twisted with pain and humiliation, but it was there.

thed, a mix of sympathy

resolve hardening her voice. "I mean it.

an. Not explicitly. But the unspok

ay ticket to an obscure town near the Canadian border for

ficant chunk of her sav

," Chloe protested when she

id firmly. "You deserve

at the bus stat

" Chloe whispered, hugging Sarah

Sarah repeated,

smoke momentarily obscuring her view. Chloe was

her. Her own hopes with Ethan, once so bright, now seemed like distant

she turned an

ly consider Chloe' s insane prop

pendent bridal shop she' d passed a hundred times. Not th

ry silk, unadorned, elegant in its austerity. It felt appr

dress, Sarah thought about what

ation their families had co-supported for generations. Marcus, a tech billionaire, was known for his genius, his reclusiveness, and the tragic lab accident years ago

rld away fr

d once shared so hopefully with Etha

out a large

ery memento of

y keychain he' d won for her at a carnival. The expensive

age history, every digital trace o

ed item, she felt a sliver of the old Sarah, the one w

ustom-made watch Ethan had given her for their last anniversary

nown n

, but a flicker of un

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t there after her meeting, completely forgetting

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g a private fundraising event tonight, a bit of a last-minute thing for one of our patrons.

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cial media influencer? Apparently, she' s raising money for a good cause after a brand deal

ica

n was planning t

ing tonight.

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he said, her voice soundi

o get her

see this. To witness the final, de

versation and clinking glasses. The city'

jeans and t-shirt,

side table near the entrance, a

a familiar, booming voi

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ng for! A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to spend an entire day w

ng of poli

hand hovering o

t help it.

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the front ro

s bid

eyes fixed on Jessica with an intens

arming smile playing on his l

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avis, the archit

up on her, even aft

n with him forever. He must ju

again. Co

cal force, pressing down on

a triumphant grin spreading across his

ery generous Mr

is gaze never leaving Jessica. He took her h

a hollow ache

was

, undenia

her portfo