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No, I Will Not Marry Her!

Author: Starlit Ink
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-30 18:45:04

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Alex

The media didn’t hold back. By the next morning, every tabloid and news outlet had splashed my face across their covers with screaming headlines.

"President’s Son Caught in Scandal! Fiancee Charlotte Betrayed!" and "A Love Triangle at the Heart of the First Family?" were just the tame ones.

The articles were full of fabricated nonsense about how Charlotte had walked in on me in bed with another woman. The lies were relentless, painting me as a faithless, entitled playboy.

I sat in the study, gripping my coffee mug so tightly I thought it might shatter. My jaw clenched as I skimmed the articles, each word another punch to the gut. This wasn’t just an attack on me—it was an attack on my family, my reputation, and everything I’d worked to protect.

The door burst open, and Elena stormed in, her face flushed with fury. She slammed a crumpled newspaper onto the desk in front of me.

“Have you seen this garbage?” she spat, her voice shaking.

I leaned back, running a hand over
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