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Accidentally Married To Mr. Billionaire

Love knows no boundaries, no age limits. It only knows how to bring two hearts together... Yasmin Wiley, 19, a smart but clumsy woman, was happy with her life. She dreamed about being a famous designer. Her life turned upside down when she was forced to marry her sister's groom because her sister ran away on the wedding day. Declan Wilson, a 27-year-old billionaire, was so preoccupied with the business that he had no time for romance. His lack of interest in women even led to the rumor that he was gay. He would not marry, but he had to accept defeat under the pressure of his father. But the bride got changed on the wedding day. Life was not easy for them. Yet they got close and comfortable with each other slowly. Then things got ugly when certain misunderstandings worsened their differences. There were brawls, ego clashes, and doubts. No make-up sessions were enough to mend their severed relationship. Will Yasmin and Declan be able to put aside their differences and rekindle their love for one another? Or does fate have something in store for them that will keep them apart forever? =========== You can check my other books. The Billionaire's Sick Wife - Completed Temptation of Billionaire's Secret Lover: A tale of love and revenge - Completed. The Contract Bride of Mr. Reid - Ongoing, daily updated. My Ex-Husband Begged Me To Take Him Back - Ongoing, daily updated.

Angelica2511 · Urban
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Chapter 217- The powerlessness

Henry's expression changed to one of shock.

"I don't know whether you have heard about a waiter injuring Sean and fleeing," Declan continued to speak. "The cops are still looking for him. The truth is that he was killed that night in Sean's villa."

"Do you have any proof?" Henry wondered if Declan's claims were completely unfounded.

Declan gave him a firm nod. He leaned in closer to him and said in a hushed tone, "A surveillance footage that showed the waiter never left the house. Some photographs of Angus burying him in the woods. You will get it from Francis."

"Why didn't you show it to the cops?" Henry asked, surprised. His voice was as low as Declan's.

"Because it will only prove Angus guilty. I believe he didn't kill that waiter."

Henry stoned himself. "What do you mean?"