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Being the daughter of the home wrecking mistress was bad enough; but when your own mother also detested you and actually loved your step sister while treating you like an abomination, that had to be the worse thing in life.

As if things are not bad enough, her wedding day is hijacked and the Prince Charming she thought would be hers forever betrays her to be with her own sister and she realizes that they had been laughing in her face all this while.

Distraught and heart broken, she does the next best thing, gets drunk at a bar then wakes up the next morning in a man’s hotel room and with a cheap wedding ring on her finger then she flees in fear.

Unfortunately for her, that night won’t just go away and she finds that her groom actually wants her and wait for it… he is her ex’s father.

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“You went into a hotel and spent the night with a strange man, do you deny it?”

“why should she deny it when she spent the night with her husband?” a steely voice said while his eyes looked down at Lyse with all the affection in the world then he turned to Brooke, his eyes losing their softness.

“Do you have a problem with what my wife and I do?”

I Married My Ex’s Billionaire Father

A smug sense of satisfaction settled over Brooke as she returned to the backstage area. She had done it. She had secured Judge Thompson's vote, ensuring her victory in the competition. Lyse's destroyed dress was just the icing on the cake. She had effectively eliminated her biggest rival, paving the way for her own triumph.

She glanced around, taking in the nervous energy of the other contestants. They were all so focused on their own presentations, so oblivious to the machinations happening behind the scenes. Brooke felt a surge of power. She had manipulated them all, played them like pawns in her game and she was going to be crowned the queen before their envying eyes.

She noticed that Lyse was still nowhere to be seen. The director was becoming impatient, glancing at his watch. He was about to call the next contestant when Lyse finally appeared, rushing into the backstage area, her face flushed but composed.

Is This What The Golden Fleece Stands For