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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 23: A Taste of Something New

Chloe's Point of View

The office was buzzing with the morning rush as I headed toward Jonathan's private kitchen. Not many days were allowed for this kind of norm, this kind of personal stuff for him. I had spent a good part of the morning making my own lunch-home-made that was simple yet thoughtful. I didn't know how he'd react, but, on the surface, I was compelled to bond. We had to convince that board more than ever that we were a real couple, and that was the only way I knew to do so.

I finished gathering up the food, beating back a racing heart as I wiped my hands on a towel. Today, I made sure to take more care than usual: ironing my blouse, re-tying my hair, applying a touch of makeup. All part of the act, but somehow inside me, deep down, I couldn't help but want Jonathan to notice-not just as his contract wife, but as a person who cared.