Sold to a Dead Man, I Became a Billionaire's Heiress

nto the tempered glass coffee t

er family wires five million dollars the second your signature hits the paper. It saves th

ug down with a sharp clatter. "Consider it payback for the ten yea

ugh her black-rimmed glasses, her cool, icy blue eyes drifted past the

a sleek blue Buick sat

ears-leaning across the center console, passionately kissing Megan Shaw. Megan's f

icker of rage. Just the cold, mechanical detachme

door ban

dress, her cheeks flushed and chest heaving. She thrust her left hand directly into

ng. The only heir

er. "Be happy for us. Honestly, marrying a dead billionaire is a massive upgrade for a stray like you.

adjusting his cufflinks. He didn't even look at

re was spine-straight, every line of

ropping into a dangerous, icy cadence. "You stole my ring, took my

ongs to a winner

ac

through the ro

the credenza. A sharp scream tore from her throat

it me!" Megan shriek

face turned a violent shade of purple. With a roar, he rais

nk. She met his enraged glare wit

n," Ava s

r, the draft rustling her dark hair. He tre

Ava replied, her tone chill

her shock. Megan's mouth hung open in disbelief. Richa

and pulled out a crisp, notarized legal document,

y deal," A

nting at the page. "W

the top. "Drafted this morning. You sign it at City Hall tomorrow morning at precisely nine o'clock. As of to

e brat!" Brenda hisse

the table and deliberately clicked the cap b

e million dollars by midnight to cover your margin loans. Because

grinding so hard his jaw ached. He looked at Donovan

, swallowing his pride. "F

e in sharp, flawless cursive across the Cooper agreement. She tossed the pen onto

the deadbolt. She walked to the window, wa

rner phone from the lining of her jac

need