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Derrick's Fury"Wait, what? that can't be possible!" Mom’s voice boomed through the phone, filled with shock at what Vera had done to my job."I’m telling you, Mom, that woman will pay for all the damage she has caused me—and I mean that," I snapped, my voice tight with rage and frustration.At first, I hadn’t wanted to tell my mom about Vera’s latest stunt at the office, but she kept pressing me about how my day went. I had no choice but to come clean. The truth was, I always knew Vera had a mean streak, but I never imagined she could go this far. She was slowly tearing down everything I had built, piece by piece, and I was certain she was enjoying every second of it.Frustrated, I ended the call with a tap and scrolled through my contacts, searching for Frank’s number. I needed a plan—something solid—to make Vera pay for what she had done. And if there was one person I could always rely on, it was Frank.The phone rang twice before his familiar voice came through. "Hey, man, what’s
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Chapter X: A Dangerous PropositionFrank’s voice crackled through the phone, casual and confident, but my grip on the device tightened. My pulse pounded in my ears. Kidnapping? I hadn’t signed up for that. I just wanted to see Vera suffer—to make her feel even a fraction of the pain and loss she had put me through. To knock her down a peg, not drag her into some criminal underworld.“Nah, man, this is too much,” I said, lowering my voice. “I thought we were just gonna humiliate her, find a way to expose her—not this.”“Not what Derrick?” Frank cut in, still annoyingly relaxed. “Not make some real money while we’re at it? Think, Derrick, Think. Do you know how much we can make from this?”“This isn’t about money, Frank!” I hissed. “This is about payback. You’re talking about something that could get us locked up for life if we get caught.”Frank sighed heavily on the other end, like I was some naive kid refusing to see reason. “Look, Derrick, I know you’re scared, but think bigger, thi
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BETRAYED BUT MARRIED TO A BILLIONAIRE. CHAPTER 46
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The AmbushSmith I rested my back against the soft Vip couch, A Cigar in-between my fingers. The deep, pounding bass of the club’s sound system reverberated through the walls of the VIP section, drumming against my chest like a heartbeat. The low lighting cast long shadows across the leather booths, and the air was thick with the mingled scents of expensive liquor, cigar smoke, and the faint metallic tang of wealth I swirled the amber liquid in my glass absently, watching the ice cubes clink softly against the crystal, but my attention wasn’t on the drink. It was on them. Three men sat across the dimly lit club, sitting in a shadowy booth near the back. They weren’t laughing, weren’t drinking, just staring. Their gazes were locked onto me with an intensity that made my skin crawl. The tallest of them had a face like chiseled stone, his cold eyes unblinking. The other two flanked him like sentinels, their postures rigid, their hands resting too casually on the table.Cold prickle wo
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