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The billionaire and his contract wife

Mr. Edwards Quinn stormed into his office, seething after a heated argument with his father, who had issued an ultimatum: marry within a month, or lose his position as CEO. Known for his carefree lifestyle and reputation as a playboy, Quinn was hardly ready to settle down. However, his career and status were on the line, so he decided to take drastic measures—even if that meant faking a marriage. After being turned down by several of his ex-girlfriends, Quinn turned to his last option: his assistant, Annabelle. She had been loyal, professional, and entirely unassuming—a perfect candidate to act as his “wife.” Without giving her a chance to process, he summoned her and threw a document across his desk, demanding she sign it. What he didn’t realize was that Annabelle had a hidden life and a past he knew nothing about. Annabelle picked up the contract and saw the bold title: Marriage Contract. Shocked and confused, she looked up at her boss. She had secretly harbored feelings for Quinn but had never expected something like this. She hesitated, yet couldn’t ignore the opportunity to be close to him, even if it was under false pretenses. Taking a deep breath, she signed the document, setting her sights on making him fall for her during their time together. Little did she know she was stepping into a dangerous game with a man known for his cold heart and disregard for others’ feelings. Can Annabelle’s warmth melt Quinn’s icy exterior? Will her secret identity unravel as she navigates this web of deception? And what will happen when the line between pretense and reality begins to blur? Dive into this thrilling story to find out!

Seaquin · Urbano
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180 Chs
#R18
#COMEDY
#CONTRACTMARRIAGE

Rejected charms

"I don't disclose my private information to strangers," Clary replied firmly, her words leaving no room for negotiation. With a composed demeanor, she walked away from Lucas, leaving him standing there, a mix of embarrassment and frustration clouding his features. This was an unfamiliar territory for him—the first time he had been turned down by a woman. "Why is she feeling so special?" he muttered, his ego bruised, as he walked away to rejoin his friends.

Back at their table, Annabelle couldn't help but ask, "What took you so long?" Clary settled down with a frown on her face, recounting the encounter with the clumsy man.

"One clumsy man bumped into me on my way out of the restroom," she explained, her expression a mixture of annoyance and amusement.

Annabelle teased, "Why are you frowning? Is he ugly and reeks of alcohol?"