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Chapter 10 - The Billionaire's Proposal

The morning sun reflected brilliantly off the massive diamond as Elias opened the small velvet box.

"I know the timing has been chaotic," Elias chuckled softly, looking down at the stunning ring.

"But I do not want to wait another single second to make this family completely official," he said, his dark eyes filled with absolute love.

He gently took my left hand and looked deeply into my eyes.

"Chloe Mercer, will you marry me and build an empire of our own?" Elias asked perfectly.

Tears of pure, unadulterated joy filled my eyes as I nodded rapidly.

"Yes, of course I will marry you," I whispered happily.

Elias slipped the beautiful, flawless diamond ring onto my finger, sealing his promise forever.

He leaned in and kissed me deeply, a kiss full of passion, relief, and unbreakable devotion.

Noah let out a soft, happy gurgle from my lap, as if he knew everything was finally right in his small world.

Six months later, our lives were completely unrecognizable from the dark days at the hospital.

We were married in a breathtaking, intimate ceremony on the private beach of Elias's coastal estate.

Only our closest, trusted friends and Elias's loyal attorneys attended the beautiful wedding.

My parents were entirely absent, living in a small, cramped apartment after losing their massive fortune.

Grant was officially sentenced to forty years in a maximum-security federal penitentiary for massive corporate fraud and drug trafficking.

I took over the completely restructured and legitimate assets of the former Mercer company, merging them perfectly into Vale Industries.

I was no longer the quiet daughter hiding in the background of a toxic family.

I was the powerful co-CEO of a multi-billion dollar empire, and a fiercely protective mother.

Our life was completely perfect, filled with endless love, immense wealth, and the beautiful sound of Noah's laughter echoing through the halls.

It was a quiet, peaceful Friday evening in our luxurious penthouse overlooking the glittering city skyline.

Elias was rocking Noah to sleep in the nursery while I poured two glasses of expensive red wine in the kitchen.

I smiled softly, listening to Elias sing a terrible, off-key lullaby to our son.

The doorbell chimed softly, indicating a package had been cleared by the lobby security downstairs.

I walked over to the private elevator doors and retrieved a sleek, silver envelope resting on the silver tray.

There was absolutely no return address, just my name written in elegant, flowing calligraphy.

I slid my fingernail under the flap and pulled out a single, crisp piece of heavy cardstock.

It was a formal invitation to an exclusive charity gala hosted by the city's newest, anonymous billionaire philanthropist.

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I flipped the card over to read the handwritten note on the back, and my blood ran entirely cold.

The note simply read: "You ruined my son's life, Chloe, and a grandmother never forgets."

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