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His Wedding Day, Her Perfect Vengeance

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 796    |    Released on: 29/09/2025

urn to the pentho

was on the cover of every mag

nt row at fashion week, vacationing on a yacht

York' s new

avior, the woman who had pulled him out of a dark and toxic spiral

er penthouse, a silent obser

placing a tablet with the latest headlines

said

lappable facade. She attended board meetings, closed b

re married. It was a secret

hedge fund on the verge of collapse after a d

ust as he had done in the

he had begged. "

d created, the man she loved, and saw

me,"

he would bail him out, make him more powerful than

tated for o

ven in his desperation. "We keep it a secret. My caree

but not her name. He wanted the benefits of her emp

was a small price t

ership that dominated the financial world. He was

partnershi

d at the Met, a glittering

bored by the parade of ov

item was broug

e, vintage Cartier piece wit

family' s legacy, lost after her father' s business went b

her paddle wit

llars," the auct

voice called out fr

ide Isiah, waving her pad

small, condescending smile. He whispered s

Marcus. He raised

mill

Kiley shot ba

crowd watched in stunned silence as t

Marcus bid, on Glo

stoo

is voice booming through the silen

nt throug

t have that kind of liquid capital," he

smiled

"It' s from the Villalobos cartel. He' s been launde

cilitated the initial connection, a hidden time bo

movements gracef

d walked out of the auction h

d her out to t

anco?" he asked as he

he plush leather seat. "They can be bought, sold, or lost. The

ndow as the car pulle

le touching her lips, "Isiah just pai

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