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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 22: Victor's Evil Plan

Chloe's Point of View

The car ride home was silent, yet tension clung to Jonathan and me like a dark cloud ready to pop at any moment. I could sense the depth of anger, a mix of frustration and something more that I couldn't quite put my finger on at that point in time. Spelled out toward me, Victor, or this situation itself, it chocked.

We pulled up to the house. Jonathan got out of the car stiffly. I walked into the house, my mind in a haze with thoughts dancing in every direction. As we stepped inside the sweeping foyer, Jonathan turned to me.

Take a shower. "I'll see you in my room." His voice was stern, but his tone was dead.

I nodded wordlessly, far too exhausted to speak out. I wanted to gather my thoughts and make sense of what just happened between Victor and Isabella.