Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

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Beck couldn’t help but feel the weight of his family’s legacy as he watched the scene unfold in the grand hall. The Sanders family
empire was vast, with multiple companies under their control, each a giant in its own right. Despite the undercurrent of
dissatisfaction at Maja’s unexpected rise, everyone was wary of upsetting the family elders and risking their own piece of the pie.
Tonight, as they all met Maja, their grievances remained unvoiced, the fear of retribution silencing any potential outbursts. Some
were bold enough to whisper doubts to Beck. “Beck, you really handed over your shares to her? She’s a woman, and you know
how emotional they can be. What if Ian sweet-talks her out of her stake, and next thing you know, the Sanders family might have
to change its name?” “Yeah, and remember, your brother got kicked out because of a woman, too. Dylan’s been doing a great
job, taking care of us all. That girl’s nothing but bad news.” “Your grandparents had a point; maybe it’s just not in her stars to be

the heiress. Better to just send her off and reclaim those shares.” Beck, smiling at these so-called elders, had a sharp glint in his
eye. “No need for you all to worry. Maja’s got the chops to run the company, and she’ll do it even better than Dylan did.” Little did
they know, the underground fighting ring was Ian’s domain—a juicy piece of the pie that every family had tried and failed to
snatch. Its daily turnover was beyond estimation. Meeting resistance, the crowd dispersed quietly, casting last glances upstairs
before leaving. Alone in the hall, Beck’s phone rang. It was Aurora Sanders, York’s daughter. Augus and York were not on good
terms, but unbeknownst to others, York and Aurora shared a close, if secretive, friendship, united by their shared penchant for
playing the field—one with men, the other with women. To Beck, Aurora was a seemingly clueless heiress, but in truth, she was
far shrewder than Judith could ever hope to be—her naivety was merely a guise. And Aurora thought of Beck as a carefree
playboy. The two of them hit it off instantly, having swept through many a bar together. Now, Aurora was calling, probably having
caught wind of the drama at the Sanders estate. Beck answered, “Hey?” Surrounded by takeout wrappers and gripping a game
controller, Aurora had a lollipop in her mouth when she heard the news. “Beck, I heard about the Sanders drama. Our
grandparents are home. Aren’t
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you going to make a run for it? Grab your newfound sister and come over to my place for some gaming.” Aurora lived separately
from York, only visiting during holidays, which inevitably meant dealing with York’s lovers and enduring his wrath. “Grandpa’s
planning to have Maja and Ian’s fortunes told.” On hearing this, Aurora’s eyes narrowed with concern. “That’s it, then. Your sister
and brother-in-law are probably going to split. That fortune-teller’s nothing but trouble. I still remember the slander he spewed
about me.” Beck, lacking the patience for banter, said, “I’ve got to hang up. I need to stay here and wait for the results.”
Frustrated, Aurora tossed her controller aside with a sigh. “Fine. But when you get Maja out, let’s meet up, okay? And speaking
of which, what about Judith?” “She’s probably with my brother, I guess.” “Dylan’s really something, huh? Putting up with all that. If
it were me, I’d chop Judith into mincemeat and feed her to the stray dogs.” Uncertain how much gossip Aurora had heard, Beck
chuckled lightly, “Ladies shouldn’t talk like that.” Aurora clapped a hand over her mouth, “I’m just standing up for Maja, even
though I haven’t met her. Surely, she’s got to be a step up from that disaster Judith, right?” The comparison did little to lift Beck’s
spirits as he ended the call. Meanwhile, the Judith they discussed was enduring a nightmare in a basement. She had passed out
twice from the pain, only to wake up to further agony as two men doused her thighs with boiling water and scraped off the
blistered skin with a metal comb. She was on the brink of madness, teetering on the edge of sanity under the brutal torment.

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