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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

Unwelcome visitor

As Cindy stepped into Annabelle's office, a chill ran down her spine. The air felt heavy with silence, and an unsettling feeling crept over her as she surveyed the space. Papers neatly stacked on the desk, the faint hum of the computer monitor, and the soft glow of the desk lamp—all seemed untouched, frozen in time.

She hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest, before finally stepping further into the room. The absence of her friend Annabelle was palpable, leaving a void that echoed in the empty office. With each passing second, Cindy's concern grew, fueled by the unanswered questions swirling in her mind.

Closing the door behind her, Cindy turned to leave, only to be startled by the sound of approaching footsteps. She spun around, her eyes searching desperately for any sign of Annabelle's presence. But instead, she was met by Lily, Annabelle's assistant, wearing a troubled expression.