The Sweetest Revenge

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onsensual one-night stand with a stranger. But the nightmare didn't stop there. When she found out she was pregnant, her parents kicked her out, un

too much, she attempted to end

o through with i

d her back before she could fall. A

did find her "true love" then, maybe she'd final

yard of the grand mansion behind her. The party she had designed was in fu

ed from one rich man to another, now swore she

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ned to see the radiant bride striding

hrowing her arms around her. Then she twirled, showing off her dr

floor, and a front slit revealed toned thighs and dazzling heels.

ned. "You look gor

pping an arm around her waist. The love

t a twing

r in photos. This is the real dea

le. "Hi, Mrs. Greisy. I'm Kenr

smiled, but when he did, he was

iff smile. Her palms were sweaty. So this was one of the rich men, though his hands

nted to introduce to m

ane? What's that

aught red-handed. "His cousin's a la

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a good guy. A real gentleman, not like the jer

est

reston C

ot now. This is your wedding.

the shift. "Oops, I'm sorry, Mrs. Gr

Mr. Hamilton. I just ... don't

Mr. Hamilton' sounds like my fath

ric. You can

ing Jane closer. "Should

with you late

an Jane, but she had told Alexa he was forty. A widower with no children, his first marriage had ended b

walk away, admira

some in person? And rich too,

ed him because he's handsome and ric

me? I told you, he is my true love.

ne dragged her to the buffet a

ith dieting. Let

scolded. "You're the bi

wh

from her hands. "Oh no,

sed, wincing. "I mean, you're the queen of the night. Everyon

people's opinions. Espe

, her stomach aching in the ti

are about your publi

sn't, so wh

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wded. He

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ing wine. "I'd rather raise a

e's just

orn from pain. She'd been mentally broken, abandoned, shamed, left t

he now ran a small, promising wedding planning bu

bring luck to their parents, A

lo really looks like Ray. Lik

that bast

arning. "Kenric ac

an

," she continued. "But Kenric h

coldly. Her bro

ard long ago. It was the last remnan

go, moving off to

buffet, picking a piece of red velvet cake. If Fillo were h

d his father, sh

ght. She should h

yal palace with gold covered furnitur

ere too confining. The hall in Kenric's mansion was the size of a footb

llowed

twenty-five. But that dream was long gone. After all th

sn't eve

put her own drea

looked up at the crystal chandelier glitter

cruel

ou move aside? You'

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she saw

art st

e nearly fell, but a strong hand caught

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ively pulled a

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zed, her heart clenching,

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