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Billionaire's Marriage Deal

I never in my wildest imagination thought that my life would one day take such a huge turn: signing a marriage contract with Jonathan Wells, the coldest billionaire in Wells Enterprise, so my sister could stay alive. It was supposed to be cut and dry: I’d be his wife on paper, and in return, he would take care of my sister’s medical bill and promise our future. No attachments. No strings. Business only. But life rarely adheres to a simple script, does it? Pulled into his ruthless world, secrets of my past start to resurface, putting everything in jeopardy. I, Chloe Jackson, was the illegitimate daughter of his biggest competitor-a man I had been running from my whole life. Now my estranged father wants me back under his control, just when I’m starting to see that maybe Jonathan isn’t as heartless as he seems. Torn between the board’s merciless scrutiny, Jonathan’s mistrust, and a corporate war driven by my father, I’m adrift in a maelstrom of power, betrayal, and something even more dangerous—love. I wasn’t supposed to fall for him. I wasn’t supposed to care. But in the end, it might not be the contract that keeps our worlds apart-but rather the very thing that could mend my heart. Because Jonathan Wells isn’t just a billionaire. He’s the only man who can break me-or save me.

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Chapter 30: Shadows at the Door

Chloe's Point of View

The next morning felt like a fog had settled over us, thick and stifling. Jonathan had been up before dawn, pacing the study, the tension in his face more profound than ever. Whatever Victor's "move" was, it had rattled him in a way I hadn't seen before.

After a silent breakfast, Jonathan turned to me, his voice steady but cold. "Chloe, there's a board meeting today. I want you to be there."

I nodded, feeling a pang of nervousness. "Of course. Anything specific you need me to say?"

Jonathan's gaze flicked toward the window, his fingers drumming on the table. "Just… be yourself. But remember, the board is looking for any sign of weakness."

I could tell he was holding back, that there was more he wasn't saying. But I didn't press him. Jonathan wasn't one to reveal his cards until he absolutely had to.