Reese

After six years of loving Julian Grayson and literally keeping him alive with her rare blood donations, Hazel Ashworth is just three days away from becoming his wife when he calls to cancel their wedding. 
The reason? Her half-sister Ivy has been diagnosed with terminal cancer and her dying wish is to marry Julian instead. Hazel watches in horror as Julian takes her handcrafted wedding dress to Ivy, who plans to wear it while stealing not just Hazel's fiancé, but her entire wedding—same venue, same date, even the same cake flavor. 
It's a devastating replay of their childhood, where Ivy's mother Eleanor destroyed Hazel's family by seducing her father and driving her mother to suicide, then spent years pushing Hazel out while Ivy took everything that was once hers. 
But this time, Hazel refuses to break like her mother did. She demands Julian's entire company and two million dollars as compensation, then shows up at the hospital to deliver Ivy's "wedding gift" in the most explosive way possible.
As Ivy plays the perfect dying victim and Julian remains blind to her manipulation, Hazel begins to suspect that her half-sister's illness might not be as terminal as everyone believes. When Ivy has the audacity to ask Hazel to witness her wedding to Julian, the gloves come off completely. 
Now Hazel must decide how far she's willing to go to expose the truth and reclaim what's rightfully hers, even if it means destroying the man she once loved in the process.

The Billionaire Backs Me Up

Chapter 33 - Julian's Failed Ploy and a Sterling Revelation


"It's not just any bracelet," Julian's voice took on a persuasive edge as he leaned in closer. "It's white jade, and you know how much Ivy believes in alternative healing. Let me buy it from you. I'll pay well above market value."


I looked at him with disbelief. The audacity of this man was truly astounding.


"Julian, that bracelet belonged to my mother. It's the only thing I have left of her." My voice was tight with anger. "I wouldn't sell it to you for all the money in the world, let alone give it to Ivy."


He reached into his jacket and pulled out a checkbook. "I'm prepared to offer you five million for it. That's more than generous."


"Did you not hear what I just said?" I stepped back, my hands trembling with rage. "It's not for sale."
