Dear Billionaire Ex, I am more than an arranged marriage

age was starting to feel less cold, troub

ches. For Lucian, it was a way to show off his power and prove he was happily marr

's stylist picked out, and her smile w

quietly, glasses clinked, and a string quartet played soft music. Eva stood next to Lucian,

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n. She moved through the crowd like she owned the room, her smile swee

ather of Ari, a secret Eva kept close. Seeing

yone knew she wanted Lucian for herself. Eva had thought it

to them with a f

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ed her cheek, but her eyes quickly flicked t

round Eva's. His voice w

Derek and n

ys a pleasure. And Eva, cong

in his voice. This wa

ed Eva about moving back to San Francisco and pretended to sympathize. Bu

cial events, family dinners even the coffee shops Eva went to. E

Zadie had been talkin

Henry's failing company. Henry, desperate for

ed to fake companies controlled by Derek Chad. Zadie was tr

dn't sto

with Miles Rourke, her old colleague, hopin

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hiding

didn't you

d answer, Lucia

ur father's company," Lucian said

r father's financial record

ut serious. "Some secrets are better left buried.

ing. "Why are you doing

family. Even if that means keeping

alked away. She knew t