The Wedding That Collapsed
The Sinclair estate looked straight out of a glossy magazine—polished marble, glittering chandeliers, manicured gardens, champagne flowing like waterfalls. Avery entered in a navy silk dress that didn’t flaunt wealth—only quiet confidence.
People recognized her instantly.
Whispers trailed behind her as she walked the aisle:
“Is that… Avery Walker?”
“The $50B contract woman?”
“The ex-wife?”
At the altar, Ryan looked like the success story he’d spent his life trying to become. Lauren stood radiant beside him, completely unaware of the explosion about to happen.
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