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Married by mistake to the billionaire

Chapter 4 ~ The Press Conference

Word Count: 1046    |    Released on: 24/10/2025

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apped. The air pulsed with the sweet, sharp

and, contract husband, whatever he was and smiled

n't murder anyone, her

probably cost a semester of college. He didn't fidget o

. He simply lifted a hand - one elegant, silent com

That power wasn't loud.

oice low, smooth, measured. "My wife and I

i

e forced another smile, trying not to

llow me to clarify - my marriage to Talia Monroe was neither impulsiv

brushed hers just once, deliberate,

t chore

cameras. Hol

arted shouti

did yo

ave you bee

evenge on V

t answer, but Talia saw the microsecond of tensio

't Miss Monroe jilted by another m

led throug

ile froze.

wly, he placed a hand on the small of her back - a ligh

med," he said evenly. "My wife was never

landed lik

audience, but no one da

ightly, eyes wide. "What

he murmured withou

ewrote my e

re we

the ribs - preferably har

e belonged in couture, the conference finally ended. As soo

the act now,

folder without looking at her.

to the entire

cted the

nds up. "You gas

. "Welcome to corporate c

my name like a

er chest. "You didn't even as

ave changed

es

N

ed. "You are

effic

saying that word

ned, slow and deliberate

did I say t

hen - to her shock - one corner of

asked softly. "Is that wha

ned. "You know

o

st one. Enough to make her

ink you enjoy arguin

proving y

eath to graze her ear. "Careful. Yo

not blush. Do no

crossing her arms. "

kno

rog

cur

ntrol everything and

sliding across the screen, p

er harder than

Talia sat rigid beside him, trying not to think about how close his shou

ad, Adrian finally said, "You

"Was that...

from his phone.

ed to be observe

flicked sideways. "You're no

You almost sou

get imp

said dryly. "That w

, but it was there.

just laugh? So

glanced at the reflection in the glass her in white silk beside

meras and the brush of his hand, something real had started hum

door for her not out of courtesy, but c

, Mrs. Vos

t, Mr. Ef

tch of a smile threatening his

she said swee

, then stopped. "S

ne tr

cold and unreadable. "You'll

one in the hall heart pounding, mind r

n Voss, she thought. No

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