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His Unseen Queen

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 739    |    Released on: 18/06/2025

" Sarah said, her voice steady.

o what are you doing in that f

e sn

d," Sarah s

ossed Mark' s face, quic

"To whom? The night

d someone desperate enough, Sarah? Or

hter was s

ored thei

te chain around her neck,

out the pla

ed by Julian. Small, elegant, but wi

signia – discreet, almost invisible to the untrained eye, but insta

Vance," Sarah said, he

p the lock

nd, there

the locket, t

urst out

laugh that drew e

ed, her laughter hig

en laughs. "You? Married to Julian Va

rk's arm as if for support from the sheer absurd

Vance will impress me? Or scare me? He' s a man I respect, someone I'

pretending you' ve landed someone important? Or are you trying to sabot

re now openly st

d Julian

he in

en looks

flinch. "It

th rage. "You' re a liar and a fantasi

ged fo

ot out and grabbed her arm, his finge

nd spread your lies?" he snarl

nd snatched

see this

yanked the chain. P

, sto

, twisting the locket in his fi

er arm tighte

n everything for me

's trying to cause a sce

what he saw as her blatant, ins

ved he

itting a serving troll

e floor with a d

le

, ch

security guard shouted,

man! She' s harassing me! She' s delusional, claim

he assaulted Ma

. Her neck throbbed where he' d pulled th

r arm again, ro

yes blazing. "We're not done with you. You're

ervice corridor, Chloe following cl

rah protested, but

ala," Mark said, a cruel twist to his lips. "Then we'l

heavy door into a dimly

ling of stale food a

ehind them, plunging Sa

key turn i

ap

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“The crystal chandeliers sparkled, reflecting the perfect white dress I wore. My hand was tucked into Mark's arm; this was our engagement party. Then, his voice, smooth and charming just seconds before, twisted into a lie. "Sarah is not well," he announced to the silenced room, my mentee Chloe by his side. My world shattered. He branded me "unstable," a "liar," destroying my reputation, my life, right there on the ballroom floor. For five years, I struggled, the whispers haunting me. Five years later, at a high-profile gala, they found me. Mark Olsen, now a celebrated visionary, and Chloe, draped in diamonds. They dragged me, still in my plain catering uniform, back to the public eye. He called me a "deranged stalker," ridiculed my every claim, then put his foot down – on my hand – to silence me forever. The agony was blinding, the humiliation absolute. How could they be so cruel? Was this truly my fate, to be forever labeled, discarded, and broken? Then, just as the darkness swallowed me, a voice colder than ice cut through the stunned silence. "Get your foot off my wife."”
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