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Page 167 of The Billionaire's Wedding

Anger burned inside me. I wanted to kill her, but I didn’t dare move.

“…your family’s company… and thanks to your assistant, I have all the passwords to every account you own. By the end of the day, your entire fortune will disappear into a hundred anonymous accounts, never to be seen again. I will have destroyed you utterly and completely.”

“Too bad about the ‘suffering for the rest of my life’ part,” I said sarcastically.

She smiled again, that horrible serial killer’s leer. “No, you will – it’s just that part will be much shorter. But in the two minutes you have left, you’re going to watch your fiancée die in front of you – and then you’re going to die, knowing that I won.”

My eyes widened as I realized what she was going to do.

Jesus, no –

And then Lily moved, her arms a blur of motion.

One hand slammed into Miranda’s wrist, bumping it away from pointing at me –

And seconds later, there was the whrrrrrrr CLICK of handcuffs.

When it was all over, Miranda was chained to the metal armrest.




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