The Blind Wife's Five Million Dollar Revenge

ic clashed violently with the cloying

ins pacing rhythmically across the linoleum. "My insurance adjusters will cut her a check and throw her five grand. Why did yo

y a hollow, sickening vertigo. For three long years, ever since she woke up washed ashore on an empty Malibu beach with severe head trauma, h

o had violently jarred her optic nerve. Beneath her heavy eyelids, the pitc

d, commanding, echoing with the

cut through the sterile room. "Hit-and-runs are PR

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p from a charity shelter, who claimed he was drowning in debt after his father's bankruptcy, who drove twelve-hour shifts for r

eter, keeping her pupils completely unfocused, just as sh

ved into a figure tha

rom virgin wool, worth at least twenty thousand dollars. On his wrist, catching the fluorescent ceiling lights, was the unmistakable platinum gleam of a Pate

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nflammatories, three years of tears and whispered promises that he would marry

childhood memories ought to be. Who was she? Why would a billionaire play-act as a p

untering over and draping her diamond-encrusted arms intimately around Armond

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into knots, but her breathi

of calculating irritation. "Paparazzi are lurking in the underground garage, Ch

hair, and clicked out of the observation ro

at followed wa

onaire melted away instantly, replaced by the soft, tremb

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t a wave of visceral revulsion crawl beneath her skin, but she forc

hless-the exact portrait of a helpless blind girl. "Is...

tension in Armond's broad shoulders vanished. The razor-sharp

ling hand into his warm, manicured palm. "You got clipped by a re

the edges of her unfocused eyes. "She called you 'babe.' She talke

brushing a strand of hair behind

ly runs an elite foundation. To raise the fifty thousand dollars for your upcoming corneal surgery, I signed a contract to work as her pri

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. He had stolen three years of her life, stripped her of dignity, gaslit her into believing she was an unbe

his chest, feigning total, pathetic dependence. "You're not going

ossessive, chilling smir

Brynn," he whispered against he

n. "Rest now. My trusted company driver will take you back to our apartment.

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hed his reflection in the polished glass. Her pupils sha

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