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Contract Marriage: Breaking His Own Rules

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Linda Gilbert’s fall was well planned and cruel. One moment, she was a top model, adored by brands and envied by many. Next, she was branded a homewrecker, wrongly accused and framed by someone who wanted to destroy her. The scandal spread overnight, tearing her career apart completely. Her father disowned her and left her with nowhere to turn. She wandered the streets under the hot sun, lost and exhausted, only to be hit by a car and land in the hospital. That was when Linda learned the car that almost killed her belonged to the scariest CEO that everyone feared. His assistant believed she had deliberately thrown herself in front of the car, assuming she had fallen too low and had nowhere else to go… just like another desperate woman trying to force her way into his boss’s life. But Linda knew she wasn’t chasing power. What was happening to her wasn’t her fault, and the accident was nothing but a cruel coincidence. As if looking down on her wasn’t enough, she was offered a contract meant for a random woman like her. Under normal circumstances, she would have slapped it back in their faces and spat on it. But she had no choice. She forced herself to sign a harsh contract marriage for one year, with no love or affection, in exchange for the one thing she needed the most, to clear her name… As Linda stepped into a life she never wanted, she set her heart on one goal… revenge. While the world believed she married for power, she remained unbothered, quietly taking control of her life on her own terms. What she never expected…Was that the man who wrote the rules would be the first to break them?
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