After Family Ruin, We Reunited

After my financial ruin, I ran into an ex-boyfriend I had once supported. Back then, he was with me to save his grandmother. Now, after years apart, he was with his "shining star." They looked polished and successful, while I was struggling. His shining star slapped me, and he seemed interested in helping me financially. It was the most embarrassing meeting I could have imagined. "Nathanael's truly fortunate to be married to such a beautiful star like Meredith," commented a rotund man, his gaze lingering on Meredith. The young man who once stood by my side had matured, now shielding Meredith from prying eyes. "This project has seventy percent backing from Bradley Enterprises, but the condition is that Meredith plays the lead," he added. "Absolutely!" Were they married now? Meredith coyly hid behind Nathanael, smiling demurely.

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It was the most embarrassing meeting I could have imagined. "Nathanael's truly fortunate to be married to such a beautiful star like Meredith," commented a rotund man, his gaze lingering on Meredith. The young man who once stood by my side had matured, now shielding Meredith from prying eyes.

"This project has seventy percent backing from Bradley Enterprises, but the condition is that Meredith plays the lead," he added. "Absolutely!"

Were they married now? Meredith coyly hid behind Nathanael, smiling demurely. I tugged at the cocktail dress I was wearing, feeling mortified.

"Everyone, let's raise a glass to Richard Aguilar!" someone suggested. I followed the elegantly dressed women, trying to blend in. If they recognized the once-imperious me, now selling my looks to make ends meet, today would be a disaster.

I turned away from Nathanael, addressing Richard, "Cheers." Suddenly, a cool finger pressed against my lower back. My breath caught, and my fake smile froze.

"Pour the drink!" Nathanael's detached voice ordered. Unseen, I turned slightly, using my hair to conceal my face, and filled his glass with champagne.

"Mr. Bradley, did you have a 'special someone' in the past?" Richard, a bit tipsy, ventured. "Yes." "Not long ago, you were out drinking late—was it over an ex-girlfriend?" Meredith's expression soured.

"Do you buy those tabloid stories, Richard? She was such a hassle for Nathanael. Thank goodness he didn’t retaliate. If not for her, Nathanael and I would have been together much sooner."

Richard noted Nathanael’s indifferent stance and quickly backtracked, "Oh, just kidding. I'll drink to that! She's just a schemer, nowhere near a star's level!" Suddenly, the champagne slipped from my hand, splashing on Meredith's dress, and she slapped me hard. "Can't you even pour a drink properly?"

Nathanael stood abruptly, seemingly about to intervene. I hastily apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'll make it right. I'll find Aurelio Freeman right away!" I stumbled out of the room, feeling utterly defeated.

But the terrifying part was Nathanael following me from the corner of my eye. I quickened my pace! What did he want? Was he going to demand justice for Meredith? Or—did he want to slap me too? "Stop right there!"

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I smoothed down the pale chiffon of my gown for the hundredth time, forcing another smile as I greeted yet another of Ryan's business associates whose name I'd forget the moment they walked away. The Sterling name had drawn Manhattan's elite to the top floor of this gleaming skyscraper, where floor-to-ceiling windows showcased the city lights like stars you could almost touch. This should have been the happiest night of my life—our engagement party, the official announcement that after ten years, Ryan Sterling was finally making good on a childhood promise. But something was wrong. I could feel it in the pit of my stomach. "Madison, darling, you look absolutely stunning," cooed one of Ryan's aunts, air-kissing both my cheeks. "Though perhaps a touch too pale. Wedding jitters already?" I managed a laugh that sounded hollow even to my own ears. "Just excited, I suppose." My eyes scanned the crowded room again. Ryan was now forty-five minutes late to our own engagement party.

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.1

After My Fiancé Betrayed Me with My Sister

8.1

I should have known something was wrong the moment she walked through our office doors. Jenesis Ross—twenty-five, impeccably dressed, with a smile that never quite reached her eyes. But I was too busy reviewing quarterly projections to pay attention to the new intern's arrival. That was my first mistake. It took exactly seven days for her to map our entire company's power structure. I noticed her taking notes during meetings, assumed she was documenting projects. Only later would I realize she was cataloging relationships, hierarchies, and most importantly—weaknesses. Mine included. "Alyssa, have you met with the new intern yet?" Hudson asked one evening as we reviewed marketing strategies in my office. "She's got some interesting ideas about our UX redesign." I looked up from my laptop.

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.9

After My Husband Abandoned Me, I Became a Billionaire

7.9

The rhythmic beep of the heart monitor was my only companion in the sterile hospital room. I stared at the ceiling, counting the tiny holes in each tile as I had for the past eighteen hours. My hand rested protectively over my now-empty womb, the other clutching the grainy ultrasound photo—the only proof I had that my baby had ever existed at all. Three days ago, I'd been planning a nursery. Now, I was recovering from a D&C procedure, my body as hollow as my heart. Northwestern Memorial Hospital's maternity ward was cruelly ironic—a place meant for new life had become my sanctuary of grief. "Mrs. Walsh?" A nurse with kind eyes poked her head in. "Can I get you anything for the pain?" Physical pain I could handle. It was the other kind that was unbearable.

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.9

Betrayal in the Marriage War

7.9

My hands trembled as I raised the paddle again. "Two million dollars," I called out, my voice steadier than I felt. The auction room, with its polished mahogany and crystal chandeliers, suddenly seemed airless. "Two million one hundred thousand," a silky voice countered from the back of the room. I turned, already knowing who I'd see. Giselle Silva sat there, legs crossed elegantly, a mocking smile playing on her perfectly painted lips. She hadn't even bothered to raise her paddle—just called out the bid as if buying a coffee. "The bid is at two million one hundred thousand," the auctioneer, Elena Rodriguez, announced. Her eyes flickered between us, sensing the tension crackling in the air. I swallowed hard.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.1

Betrayal Leads to Freedom

9.1

My fiancé wanted a child with his "perfect match." During the IVF procedure, he swapped my egg samples with hers. Then he posted on Facebook, boasting, "Even if I can't marry you, I'll make sure there are no regrets." When I confronted him, he acted as if he was perfectly justified: "Johanna's dad is a top medical expert. What's wrong with considering my future?" He added, "Don't worry, once I get his recommendation letter, I'll marry you!" But he had no idea it was actually me who had supported him all along. Even the only daughter of the so-called "renowned medical expert" was, in fact, me. ... Back at the lab, I watched my clueless classmates congratulating the pair. Kingsley Matthews, looking smitten, wrapped the scarf I had personally knitted around Johanna Hunter's neck. "It's getting chilly. You don't want to catch a cold," he said. The classmates around us cheered, almost egging them on to flaunt their affection.

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.8

ISLAND LOVE

7.8

I was just the maid on his yacht. He was the arrogant billionaire I couldn’t stand. Then the ship went down… and suddenly, he needed me to survive. “You don’t own everyone,” I reminded him for the umpteenth time. Maya Daniels only wanted to earn her paycheck and stay invisible. But when she’s forced to serve Liam Ashford the cold, dangerously charming heir to a billion-dollar empire, she becomes the target of his cruel games. Until a tragic accident leaves them stranded on a remote island… with no one but each other. He’s spoiled, entitled, and used to giving orders. Well, guess what? She’s done taking them. Now stripped of his power and pride, Liam must face the one woman who sees through him and rely on her to survive. But the fire between them can’t be ignored. And when the world comes calling again… Survival might not be the hardest part.

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