Rejecting The Tycoon: My Secret Billionaire Life

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esigner mourning wear. The air smelled thick of white lilies and quiet grief. Then it seemed to freeze. Every eye in the gr

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in, leaned toward her mother, Eleanor. Her perfectly made-up face tw

the whispers, the rustle of expensive fabric as people shifted, or the tightening of h

sional neutrality-cleared his throat at the podium. "We will now proc

dent, almost hungry smile touched his lips. He was the acting CEO of Solomon Industries, the

lder. The silence in the room became abs

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chair. He shot upright. "What the hell?" he mutt

he casket. Her eyes were clear and cold, showing no flicker of sur

fessional calm was the only anchor in the room.

of her family. Arthur's rage. Eleanor's shock. Candis's venomous jea

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ing under their grief now boiled over. Guests began whispering furiously, heads bent together, re-ev

it watched the whole thing. Kerr Ward's face was impassive, but something sharp and analytical flicke

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urned her attention back to the lawyer

umiliating than any retort. It

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. Arthur sank back into his chair,

on family's universe. She now held everything they'd ever wanted. And her expression was that of som