The Billionaire's Broken Wife Walks Away
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e everyone envied, but truly, I was a ghost in a cage, bound by a desperate contract to save my foster sis
It wasn't a stranger this time; it was Sylvia. My sister, the very reason for my decade of sacrifice, lookin
erything for, had publicly betrayed me in the most devastating way imaginable. I stood there, watching Sylvia flinc
the truth of my unbearable existence, turn around and stab me in the back like thi
quiet resolve solidified. My mask of indifference fell away. I looked Ethan straigh
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