As the granddaughter of the wealthiest magnate in San Heith, Cynthia Shannon had been in a relationship with Joe Louise for three years, only to find her sincere affections spurned and left in the dust.
Joe regarded her as a simple rural woman, and on their wedding day, he abandoned her to pursue another dazzling beauty, leaving Cynthia heartbroken. But once she decisively ended the relationship, she reclaimed her status as a wealthy heiress, inheriting a fortune worth billions. Her life then ascended to its pinnacle, yet there were always scoundrels who emerged to vex her.
Amidst Cynthia's efforts to deal with these scoundrels, a certain Mr. Ford, known for inspiring dread in anyone who heard his name, stood by, applauding her with admiration. "My formidable wife," Mr. Ford praised.
Cynthia Shannon replied, "Please mind your choice of words."
Mr. Ford half-closed his eyes, leaning elegantly against the bed, his movements bewitching. "With this token as evidence, do you still want to deny our bond?"

From Wedding Betrayal to Billionaire's Devotion

"Have you traced the remittance account?" Tristan asked.


Max on the other end of the phone didn't hesitate for a moment. "It's the Louise family."


At Max's words, Tristan's eyes slightly narrowed, and a chill flashed in his pitch-black gaze. "Sure?"


"Absolutely," Max said, "The Louise family probably wants the recording in Miss Shannon's hands. They intended to create an accident, destroy the phone opportunistically, but things didn't go as planned."


The situation had escalated too much, and it wasn't beneficial for the Louise family. After pondering for a while, Max cautiously asked, "Sir, should we send someone to pay a visit to the Louise family?"


"There's no reason for those who harm my people to escape unscathed." the coldness in Tristan's eyes was like ice, and his deep and chilly voice was steeped in biting frost. "Since they enjoy creating accidents, let them take a trip to hell."


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