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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 31: Deals and Deceptions

Chloe's Point of View

The tension in the room felt almost suffocating as Derek settled himself in a chair, casually crossing one leg over the other. His sharp, appraising gaze shifted between Jonathan and me, like he was calculating every reaction, every weakness.

Jonathan's hands clenched, but his expression remained calm, though his eyes burned with barely controlled anger. "Derek, get to the point. I don't have time for games."

Derek smirked, leaning back in the chair, exuding an air of calm that was as irritating as it was unnerving. "Oh, Jonathan, it's not a game. It's business. And I'm here to discuss a mutually beneficial opportunity."

I shifted uneasily, watching Jonathan's reaction. Derek's words were slippery, and his demeanor made me wary, like a predator stalking its prey.

Jonathan's eyes narrowed. "What kind of 'opportunity' could you possibly offer me that I'd be interested in?"