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MARRIED TO THE COLD BILLIONAIRE

Chapter 4 CONTRACT SIGNED

Word Count: 1157    |    Released on: 30/07/2025

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ach crossed

ned. "Or you l

-

seated, acting like everything was norma

ands on the table

slow sip of his wine before lookin

"You want to sell me off like p

siness." Her aunt, a thin woman wit

business deal! Ah–ah." Ka

d have wanted this

nts! They would never agree to thi

s' legacy burn to the ground and See if we care

l, do you?" She asked

latives, people who were supposed to love her and protec

tening me." S

with a napkin. "No, Kate.

ray or lose everything?" S

e said witho

st me." Ka

e said, standing up. "But

if I

ect this family

cing,She had to leave,she had to get ou

othes. She didn't know where she would g

for the door,

tood there, smirkin

stomach

s cute." He leaned a

e clenched

rything? That's not h

't keep

ney, no power, and no one on your side.

find a

head. "Good lu

and slammed the door shut,

oor, hitting her

Open th

t the door, with frustratio

he window, staring at the garde

the door ma

inside, a satisfied smile on his f

dn't a

his marriage benefits everyon

se?" She turne

't." He

company back." Kat

a brow. "Then ma

And if I do, you'll gi

," he said

ny sign of lie. But deep down, she

he lifted

" Mr. Carlo

t be walking into their trap, but I would find a wa

RAY'S

her lap. The walls were lined with gold-framed paintings, the furniture l

e, his expression unreadable. He was taller than she

alculating like he was alrea

eside her, his e

, this i

liam spared h

d cold. It sent a shi

ened her shoulders. One of his eyebrow

art to make this arrangement

lap the confiden

finally looking at her, his eyes scanning her

ave a choice?"

eyes–amusement and Anno

t," he sa

why

ke to know how much my wife resents me before the wedding."William leaned back, h

s?" Kate e

tles it." Mr. Carlos st

lliam didn't care about her. He wasn't even

future husband, and s

arble dining table in the Dray mansion.

ates the terms of your marriage to Mr. Dray. You a

ate's grip on th

f the table, sipped his coffee

ed with hatred. "A simple arrange

e put hi

s already printed on the contr

. Every detail was co

live in the

business function

interfere in h

d never as

omach

ay in anythin

exhale

ed. "Then why even bo

tions. And I don't trust people e

not your employe

need you to be."

embled as she signed her name

d sold herself to

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