Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1517

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Summary for Chapter 1517: Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO

Chapter summary of Chapter 1517 – Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO by Georgina A.

In Chapter 1517, a key chapter of the acclaimed Romance novel Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO by Georgina A., readers are drawn deeper into a story filled with emotion, conflict, and transformation. This chapter brings crucial developments and plot twists that make it essential reading. Whether you’re new to the book or a loyal fan, this section delivers unforgettable moments that define the essence of Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO.

Mercedes wasn't the least bit offended by the sarcasm. Instead, she curled her red lips into a smile. "Ms. Lincoln, if a broke researcher like you can magically transform into an elite capitalist overlord, why can't I?" Without missing a beat, she strutted up the villa's steps in her high heels. The two burly Fijian soldiers followed close behind like emotionless shadows.

Emmy said nothing more and followed them inside. The group entered the spacious, brightly lit living room. Mercedes took her time, letting her eyes boldly sweep across the luxurious European decor. The envy in her gaze seemed genuine. When she reached the leather sofa, she didn't sit down right away. Instead, she turned around and held her hand out to one of the plainclothes soldiers. "Give it to me."

The emotionless soldier pulled a gold stamped red envelope from his jacket and placed it in her hand. Mercedes pinched one corner of the envelope and held it out to Emmy. "I'm getting married." She offered a radiant smile, her tone bright. "Make sure you and your husband come to drink to my happiness."

Emmy was taken aback. Casting a suspicious glance at Mercedes, she reached out and accepted the wedding invitation. Flipping it open, she saw a very familiar name printed on the groom's line, Calony. The wedding was scheduled for the end of the year, but the specific location and exact time were left entirely blank.

Mercedes gracefully took a seat on the sofa, looking thoroughly relaxed. "We only had one of these invitations made." She looked at Emmy, her gaze pregnant with meaning. "This way you know just how special you and your husband are to us, right?"

Emmy furrowed her brow, finding the whole thing utterly absurd. Even knowing Calony's subordinates were standing right there, she couldn't hold back. "Calony is forty years old!"

Mercedes shrugged nonchalantly, smoothing out the fabric of her skirt. "So what? I'm not marrying for love." Her tone was brutally pragmatic. "As long as he can give me what I want, that's enough."