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Marrying My Father’s Enemy

Eira Hax, the daughter of a once-wealthy heiress, has spent her entire life in the shadows. Twenty-two years ago, her mother, a kind-hearted but naive woman, was deceived by her husband, a ruthless businessman. He stole her entire fortune and framed her for a crime, sending her to prison, unaware that she was pregnant and secretly battling terminal cancer. Eira’s mother died alone behind bars, but not before giving birth to Eira, entrusting her with a burning desire for revenge. Now, two decades later, Eira returns with one goal: to destroy the man who ruined her mother’s life—her own father. To do so, she strategically marries his most powerful rival, Callian Reed, a man as dangerous as he is influential. Together, they plot to destroy her father’s empire, piece by piece. But as Eira is pulled deeper into a world of business, power and revenge, she’s forced to confront her own problems and decide just how far she’s willing to go to avenge her mother. “I’m not your enemy, darling…you should know that by now.” “Callian, everything you do is not written in our contract. Why are you breaking it?” “The more I learn about you, the more I hate everyone who hurt you. So please, Eira, let me get rid of them for you.”

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#PREGNANCY
#LOVEAFTERMARRIAGE
#RICHDAUGHTER
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Broken Chains

Chapter 114: Broken Chains

Henry's lawyer was a sharp-eyed man named Adrian Cane.

He sat across the desk, his briefcase perched on his lap like a guard dog ready to bite.

"I want a divorce," Henry said in a voice so low, it rumbled with suppressed anger.

Adrian blinked, but his professional demeanor didn't change. "A divorce from Beatrice? May I ask what brought this decision on, Mr. Blackwood?"

Henry's hand tightened around the crystal glass of bourbon on the desk, his knuckles whitening.

"It's been a long time coming, Cane. Too long. She's nothing but poison—rotting everything she touches."

Adrian tilted his head, his pen poised over his notebook. "Are you looking for an amicable settlement, or—"

"Amicable?" Henry's laugh was dark, humorless.

"There's nothing amicable about this. I want her out. Gone. With nothing."

Adrian frowned slightly, glancing at his notes. "Legally speaking, Mrs. Blackwood is entitled to—"