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Too Late Mr Billionaire You Cant Afford Me Now by Theodora Birnir
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Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me Now
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
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Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me Now
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's sta
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Too Late, Mr. Billionaire
My life as Sarah Miller, an architect flourishing in New York, felt divinely blessed after marrying the charismatic Michael Thompson. But this dream quickly twisted into a grotesque nightmare when Michael’s twin brother, David, tragically died, prompting his formidable mother to demand he father an
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Too Late, Mr. Blindness Billionaire
My entire world revolved around Liam, my little brother, whose fragile life was being stolen by aggressive leukemia. My boyfriend, Ethan, genuinely loved me, but the $50,000 needed for Liam' s experimental treatment felt like an insurmountable mountain. In a desperate bid for money, I answered a see
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Too Late, Mr. Betrayer
My bones ached, a deep throb whispering something was terribly wrong. I'd sacrificed, donating marrow to save my fiancé Ethan' s "failing" company and his "dying" college acquaintance, Brooke Hayes. I believed it was for love, for our shared future. Then, a chilling truth surfaced. A text on Ethan'
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Too Late, Mr. Rockstar
My husband, a rockstar on the rise, just dedicated his Battle of the Bands victory to his "true muse"-our band's new bassist, Molly. Then they shared a long, passionate kiss on stage, right in front of me, as I stood there, holding the victory cake I' d spent two days baking for him. Later, I hea
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Too Late, Mr. Thorne
For ten years, I was Sarah, the billionaire tech mogul Alex Thorne’s secret girlfriend, a ghost hidden away while he built his empire. I toiled in his marketing department, hoping one day he'd make us public. But then my father, my only family, was dying, needing a treatment I couldn’t afford. Alex
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Too Late, Mr. Vanderbilt
For three years, my high-society marriage to Ethan Vanderbilt was a gilded cage, filled with a silence louder than any sound. I had loved him for seven years, a fervent adoration that secretly curdled into despair, despite being married to a man who barely acknowledged my existence. Then, hidden i
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Too Late, Mr. Reed
Ava Miller, a gifted NYU photography student, was desperate. Her mother's medical bills were a mountain of debt, burying Ava's dreams. Salvation appeared in the form of Ethan Reed, a tech billionaire who offered to cover everything – tuition, medical expenses – in exchange for her "companionship"
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Too Late, Vicky: You Can't Buy Me Now
My world was a gilded cage, ruled by the opulent cruelty of Vicky Sterling and her sadistic boyfriend, Chad. I was their personal punching bag, their all-hours errand boy, enduring midnight downpours and "accidental" broken bones. Every insult, every wound, was a grim bargain to secure my sister, Li
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Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: The Doctor's Verdict
It was our eighth wedding anniversary, and nine hundred and ninety-nine imported orchids, courtesy of my husband Ethan, filled the ER breakroom, a suffocating monument to his wealth and our utterly hollow marriage. My name is Sarah, an ER doctor, and just a month ago, I lost our baby – our second ch
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Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: My Life Without You
My engagement party, the culmination of five years poured into Ethan Cartwright and our future, was supposed to be my fairy tale. But hiding on the terrace, his voice, cold and dismissive, echoed through the night: "Sarah? She's perfect. Adorably naive, utterly devoted. She won't rock the boat. Won'
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Too Late, Mr. Golden Boy
Six years, four rounds of IVF, and a mountain of debt were the price for two pink lines, a baby Andrew proudly proclaimed was our heir. He even bought out an entire floor of Manhattan's most exclusive maternity hospital to celebrate, cementing his image as the perfect #HusbandGoals. But a knot of
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Too Late to Love You
He firmly believed that she killed his beloved woman and sent her to jail in his own hands, destroying all her love for him. After years of torture and pain, he was not the sunshine of her world but the Satan of hell. When she got out of the prison, he again imprisoned her in his hell like world.
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Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Lost Your Sarah
I gave him a kidney, built his empire beside him, even risked my life for our son. My world revolved around my family, and for years, it felt perfect. Then, Michael' s old flame, Jessica, reappeared, infecting our home with venom. My own son, Ethan, twisted by her influence, turned hostile, wishi
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You Can't Afford My Happiness Now
My wedding day. The music swelled at the Boston Yacht Club. I stood at the altar, eyes fixed on the aisle, waiting for Sarah, my fiancée. The woman I' d built my tech career around. The doors opened. There she was, beautiful, but her face was a hard mask I didn' t recognize. She took the micro
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Too Late, Mr. Morris: She's Mrs. Blakely Now
Five years ago, I stood alone in my simple white dress, abandoned at the altar by my high school sweetheart, Ryan Morris, for another woman. Heartbroken, I fled to Paris, found my passion, and built a new life as Jocelyn Blakely, wife to the powerful heir, Andrew. Now, three months pregnant, I retu
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why cant you love me
Steph finds love, but it’s too good to be true. Having the previous heartache, she is too afraid to move on. But will George wait for her? Steph finds out about her father’s secret identity so is her boyfriend. Her father dies in a mysterious accident. She finds out about her being trained to be an
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Mr. Hamilton: Too Late, She's The CEO Now
My five years of blood, sweat, and tears? Gone. My startup, NovaSpark, was dead. But the universe wasn't done with me. A text from my boyfriend, Ethan, read: "We're done." Just like that. Five years of supporting his music, funding his dreams, all for nothing. To add insult to injury, he was alr
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Now You See Me
Alicia has felt invisible all throughout high school, and has convinced herself that she likes it that way by hiding in her studies. Until a chance encounter with the schools hottest Logan, sending Alicia's life into a complete tail spin. There's no stopping it now, Logan now sees her, and once he h
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Too Late For Regret, Mr. Vanderbilt
The sterile scent of rubbing alcohol was too familiar. For five years, I'd been pregnant with Ethan Vanderbilt’s child, only to lose them, each time beneath the gaze of his wife. This time, Olivia, his wife, stood over me, a cruel smile pasted on her face, a gleaming needle in her hand. Ethan watch