The Billionaire's Little Gold Digger

He betrayed me by sleeping with his secretary. “Fine.“ I don’t care anymore—all I want is his property.



But fate had other plans. Instead of his wealth, I got his “lieutenant uncle” as compensation.



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“Me,”Ethan said.



Just a single word—two letters—but it carried a weight I couldn’t quite grasp.



“I’m not following. “You?” I asked, narrowing my eyes.



“The compensation—the one you have no choice but to accept,” he clarified.



My eyes widened in shock before a chuckle escaped my lips. “I must have heard wrong.”



“Let me be your compensation. Trust me, honey… I’m worth a lot,” he added smoothly.



I blinked several times, trying to determine if this was some kind of twisted dream.



But the pale, dumbfounded looks on Ashton’s and Kira’s faces confirmed my worst suspicion.



“I wasn’t dreaming.”



This was “real.”



“Let’s get married,” Ethan Brooks declared, as if those words meant “nothing.”



He was “dead serious.”



Did he even realize I had just “divorced his nephew?”