Marrying The Disguised Tycoon For Sweet Revenge

I was supposed to be celebrating my engagement to Caden Sharpe. My cousin and best friend, Felice, handed me a glass of champagne for a toast.

But when I woke up, I was clutching a bloody knife, and Caden's grandfather was dead on the floor.

Caden walked in, looked at me with pure disgust, and refused to listen to my pleas. As the police handcuffed me, Felice leaned in close to my ear.

"The drug in your champagne was my little gift. Caden is mine now."

During my trial, my stepmother testified against me, and the shock caused my father to die of a massive heart attack. I was sentenced to three years in prison, abandoned by everyone.

For three years in that cold cell, I watched on the news as Felice launched a couture label using my stolen design sketches and lived the glamorous life that was meant for me. My family was ruined, my father was dead, and my grandmother had mysteriously vanished. The agonizing injustice fueled a seed of pure, unadulterated hate in my heart.

The day I walked out of the prison gates, I had absolutely nothing left to lose.

I set my sights on Fount Sharpe, the enigmatic billionaire head of the Sharpe family, ready to do whatever it took to destroy them all. But in my desperate attempt to get to him, I accidentally ended up in a contract marriage with his humble driver instead.