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I Ruined Mr. Tyrant's Wedding

"What exactly do you want from me, Mr. Mori?" "I told you, I want a bride. You took my bride, you bring me another one." She snickered. "You want me to become a matchmaker?" "No, sweetheart," he stood from his seat and leaned forward. Both his hands were flat on the desk as he crouched and peered down at Allie's piercing eyes. Evan stared at her green eyes darkly. They were so alive like a lovely summer forest, yet at the same time they were unnervingly cold and fearless. He didn't like her defiance. "You will take her place. You will be my bride." [WARNING: THIS IS NOT YOUR TYPICAL BILLIONAIRE LOVE STORY. THIS MAY CONTAIN DARK THEMES!]

macy_mori · Urban
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87 Chs

The best way to defeat an enemy

"I can take care of myself just fine, Mr. Mori," she replied with the same detached tone he used. "You don't need to worry about me."

Besides, Allie was sure no one in the Graywoods would dare kill her. They wouldn't get a penny from her grandmother's inheritance if something were to happen to her. That was written in the last will, and no one could change it. The last will was in the hands of the late Mrs. Graywood's trusted lawyer.

Evan said with a smile, "You are my ace in this little game, which is why I don't want anything to happen to you. Your presence makes it so much more exciting because I know it must irk Lawrence that his only daughter married me. He doesn't like me, I'm sure you know that by now."

"Of course, I know." As much as she didn't want to involve herself between her father and Evan, that seemed impossible now.