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Accidentally Married To Mr. Billionaire

Love knows no boundaries, no age limits. It only knows how to bring two hearts together... Yasmin Wiley, 19, a smart but clumsy woman, was happy with her life. She dreamed about being a famous designer. Her life turned upside down when she was forced to marry her sister's groom because her sister ran away on the wedding day. Declan Wilson, a 27-year-old billionaire, was so preoccupied with the business that he had no time for romance. His lack of interest in women even led to the rumor that he was gay. He would not marry, but he had to accept defeat under the pressure of his father. But the bride got changed on the wedding day. Life was not easy for them. Yet they got close and comfortable with each other slowly. Then things got ugly when certain misunderstandings worsened their differences. There were brawls, ego clashes, and doubts. No make-up sessions were enough to mend their severed relationship. Will Yasmin and Declan be able to put aside their differences and rekindle their love for one another? Or does fate have something in store for them that will keep them apart forever? =========== You can enjoy my other books on this app… The Billionaire’s Sick Wife. (Completed) Temptation of Billionaire's Secret Lover: A Tale of Love and Revenge. (Ongoing) The Contract Bride of Mr. Reid (Ongoing)

Angelica2511 · Urban
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Chapter 144- The new threat letter

Angus returned home at the end of the day and strode to his room. The first thing he saw was a stack of envelopes on the side table. He shook his head and sighed as he removed his tie and unbuttoned his shirt.

He sat on the bed after taking a shower and changing into comfortable loungewear and began going through the pile of letters one by one. Some were from his insurance company, and some were invitations to parties he couldn't go to.

He threw them directly into the trash. His attention went to a red envelope with a thick wax seal. The lack of the sender's name made him shiver instantly. It reminded him of the threat letters from the blackmailer.

A cold sweat began to break out on his brow.

He had been living in peace as he thought the blackmailer had been killed. Who would send him a letter without a name? Could it be that the man in the dump yard that night was not him?