His Accidental Wife Is A Secret Tycoon

the New York City Hall lobby. She pulled her black baseball cap lowe

ic wall of sound perfectly drowned out the miserable arg

ted violently a

leather jacket pocket.

r three, her hands shoved deep into her pockets. She had spent years building her underground empire, but there was one thing she couldn't buy-a clean, legal severance from the paras

s doors, tires screech

open and stepped out. His long legs carried him up the concrete steps. He checked the Pat

tween his eyebrows, a

red his assistant, Arthu

"Sir, the overseas merger-" Arthur stopped at t

y Hall alone. He headed straight for the VIP lane, but two people were screaming a

e pivoted and strode into the regular line, his towering height part

ng profusely, slamming his thick fing

ght next to Jaden. The ai

d her head slightly, catching only the sharp silhoue

left his mouth, the screaming woman at the velvet rope completely lost her mind. She grabbed a heavy brass stanchion and hurled it. It sm

wet, incomprehensible sound, entirely swallow

He pulled the prepared identification documents from his in

isgusting, sixty-year-old proxy her foster parents had hired. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught only the sharp silhouette of a ridiculously expensive custom-tailored suit cuff and caught a whiff of high-end cedar cologne. Wow, she thoug

scanner, his eyes glued to the frozen computer screen. H

rs. It spit out two crisp sheets of paper bearin

e grabbed the cheap plastic pen chained to the count

toward Jaden. His voice wa

is tone dripping with ice. "Once this is done, you keep your head down

cap. This proxy old Gus hired was i

," Jaden

ross the paper, and signed her name in sharp, aggressi

metal stamp. He slammed it

Binding

he warm papers bac

al combat training took over. In a fraction of a second, she dropped her center of gravity, her core tightening into an immovable wall of muscle. Her heavy combat boots rooted to the tile. Instead of

red at his retreating back, a cold, clinical assessment running throug

icate, crumpled it into her jacket