Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

"Beck, owning just one percent of the Sanders Corporation, that's worth billions."

The subtext was clear: sending her away with just three million dollars was laughably insufficient.

Beck scoffed, finally seeing her true colors. "So, it's all about the money of the Sanders Corporation for you."

"I won't let you take another paternity test. You can leave with three million dollars right now. But if I let you take that test and you're found out, no matter how well you play your part, you'll end up with nothing." Stella had already stood up, noticing the chef had just served dinner.

"Beck, let's talk over dinner," she suggested, as if she owned the place.

Beck's brow twitched, his lips pressed into a thin line. His upbringing prevented him from uttering something even more offensive.

He could only watch as Stella took her seat at the dining table, even gesturing for him to join.

"This is my house!" Beck couldn't hold back anymore, his voice a low growl. "And that glass you're holding, the water you're drinking, it's all mine."

Stella, resting her chin in her hand, kept her narrow eyes fixed on Beck.

After being stared at for three minutes, Beck felt uneasy.

"What are you looking at?"

"You. I find Beck very interesting."

All the complaints Beck had were suddenly stuck in his throat, unable to come out.

Beck snorted, it took him a while to say, "No wonder those guys are so head over heels for you. This is how you charm them."

Stella had already started sipping her soup, deducing two rules.

"Never promise anything, never say no. They're all just friends."

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ago. I wouldn't have lived to see the day the Sanders family acknowledged me." After saying that,

saw she was genuinely

Stella Herrington, she attended very average schools and

day of school, she had secured several long-term meal tickets. Even penniless, she never went hungry at

school, without them ever finding out about each other. It was

circumstances. He had grown up in luxury, never worrying

up, her eyes dry. There

The food is just

felt a headache coming, realizing she had

to manipulate those men. Even her professors fell under her

bottles of wine for her in bars. What did she have

ton

the moment he walked in, he had been played

in front of him suddenly lost

truly enjoy the meal, as if she had never tasted anything

Beck's thoughts drifted to

Maja was found, she

times better than this scammer in front

knitted together, suddenly losing his

table, he saw Stella wiping her

enraged, declared, "I'll arrange for

unfazed.

to believe she was really a Sanders. It

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