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Betrayed By Miss Wrong, Claimed By Mr Right

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 1140    |    Released on: 16/06/2025

award presen

s invited by the host – a sycophan

he stage,

n, "we need new songs, new po

abstract imagery and modern an

enned reflecting on our

a rather obscure contemporary

ne patrons of arts and histo

erature professor,

much of Elara Vancey's 'Urban Echoes.' A striking s

as polite, but the imp

se works in mysterious ways. Great minds,

ess discerning members of the audience, but the

of easily impressed social media foll

ound insig

y ori

rmurs of doubt, paperin

least among his d

essor's polite exposure and Ethan's

an, who had remained qu

n Carter here. A man of action, of tradition. Perhaps he

ned to humiliate Ethan, to paint

ying on her lips. She clearly expected

a surge of

had also instilled in him a love for history,

rd. "I'm not a p

ees. "But I can speak about what thi

peak. Not with flowery rhet

build it, of the importance of remembering and honoring tha

rding, explaining a little-known historical d

older attendees nodded, their eyes shining. Even some of

the way Vance meant, but he had con

ds committee, an elderly woman with kind eyes, an

the NPO founded by Sergeant Major Mac Johnson, and for reminding us t

e would get his

ine smile tou

He had been upstaged, his superficiality

icker of something unreadable in her ey

led-up antique map, carefully encased

we, Captain?" Julian sneered. He

ignificance," Et

ian said, his eyes

oshing his red wine all over the protective casing and, inevit

spread rapidly,

with no sincerity whats

, are you alright? It was an acc

e flick of Vance's wrist, t

s cherished object, was i

alice in Julian's eyes, Izzy's immediate d

discipline, his quie

e of rage

t think.

h Julian Vance's jaw w

se than pain, and staggered b

, his eyes wide wit

cried out, his voice la

if about to fall, playing

ing to Julian's s

than, her face

eked, her voice sharp en

ectively in front of Ju

soul! And you, you resort to

eliberately!" Ethan's voice was tight wit

ou're just jealous! You can't stand that I've chosen some

o respect! You forget your place! This is my famil

quickly, moaned sof

broke it. The pain..." He wi

e's dangerous, Izzy. He can't be allowed

y chosen, designed to i

ian's act and her own anger, t

is, Ethan Carter," she decla

mily's protection. There will be c

y, then at two of her father's priv

needs to be ta

from the Hayes family could entail, especially

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