The Billionaire's Disposable Husband

ys blurred into

where she sat with Cale. He could hear the low murmur of

sence acknowledged only when something was needed

It was an event Arvin usually helped plan, overseeing e

French doors of the

econd skin. Cale leaned in and whispered something in her ear, and she threw her hea

back. He was staking his claim, and the whole worl

e, sauntered over to him, a g

ce dripping with disdain. "I'm surprised.

im as a leech, an up-jumped charity case

face. "Jorja's real love. You were just a placehold

just watched the coup

ed herself from Cale and walked

t standing here?" she a

view," Arvin repli

Jorja said, though there wa

say something, anything. But Cale

Jorja's waist and pulling her against him. He looked at Arvin as

quickly, leaning into Cale's e

m like a physica

Even my sister knows you

n's cufflinks. Simple,

e said with a smirk.

him for his birthday one year." She reached out, her fingers brushi

those cufflinks to every formal event for four years. The

Elizebeth Romero fou

She looked out at her daughter, who was now publicly holding hand

who had orchestrated his l

inally settling on Arvin. A flicker of something-pity? guilt?-cross

A final confirmation

e of the ballroom. Cale was by her side, be

all in her radiant face. It was a declaration of

away. He didn't say g

, and out the main gates. He didn't look back. It was a clea