The Vengeful Bride

Summary

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The night before my fiancé, Liam Carter, and I were supposed to go to City Hall to get our marriage license, he crashed the Maserati I bought him on Fifth Avenue.

I had just left a charity gala. Through the window of my own car, I saw a woman curled up in his arms.

His groomsmen―that crowd of friends always trying to claw their way into Manhattan's high society―were hooting and whistling beside them.

The next second, my phone lit up. Liam's voice came through the car's Bluetooth.

Harper,