Sold To a Handsome Trillionaire by Wanda Lowe

Chapter 1

Attractive Billioaire 1 It was dusk, and the sky was dim. An expensive wedding car slowly pulled into the Brooks

family villa. However, the groom wasn't in the car. Because the groom... was dead. David Ellison was the eldest

son in his family. He had accidentally ingested poison, and, despite much effort to resuscitate him, the doctors

had declared him brain dead. Only his heart continued to beat faintly, but it could stop at any moment. David's

grandfather, Richard Ellison, was superstitious, which was why he insisted on finding a wife for David before he

died. He wanted a marriage for luck for his grandson. He had searched across the city for a woman willing to

marry David. As a reward, he's willing to pay... Five billion dollars! No matter how powerful and influential his

family was, it was near impossible to find someone who would willingly let their daughter marry a man who was

basically dead. However, the Brooks family actually accepted his proposal. Caroline, dressed in a red bridal gown

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and veil, looked at herself in the mirror and laughed. "Miss Caroline, it's time. The car is waiting downstairs," the

butler reminded her. "Let's go." "Alright." Caroline stood up and got into the car without looking back at her

house. If she married David, she would inevitably beca widow someday. But she would also bear the name

Mrs. Ellison, it was certainly a title that commanded respect. No one would dare bully her again. And if | stayed

with my family? I'll be nothing more than a lowly step-daughter, I'll constantly be at the mercy of others. Caroline

thought. Caroline knew that she had always been a pawn to her step-parents, they always used her as they

pleased. Even if she didn't marry David, she would eventually be married off to someone else for their benefit.

Marrying a dead man doesn't seem so bad, at least I'll get to live a quiet life. When Caroline looked out of the car

window, she realized, This isn't the road to the Ellison residence! "Are you going the wrong way?" She asked the

driver. "Nope." "But this isn't the direction to the Ellison residence," she replied firmly, a growing unease stirred

within her. "Stop the car!" Instead of stopping, the driver stepped on the gas. Moments later, a strange aroma

filled the car. When she realized something was wrong, it was already too late. Her head tilted backward, and

she lost consciousness. At a hotel suite. Caroline woke up, still feeling dizzy. Her body was weak and powerless.

There were voices coming from outside the room. "The Brooks family sure knows how to do business. First, they

earned five billion just by agreeing to marry off their daughter, then, they sold her away to another man to earn

another big sum." "She's adopted anyway, so why should they care?" Another voice replied. "They have raised

her for over twenty years, they have to recoup their costs somehow." "How heartless, the Ellison family had

already paid them so much, and they're still this greedy." Caroline heard every word clearly. Only then did she

understand that all of this was orchestrated by her step-parents! Before sending her to the Ellison family, they

had sold her to a wealthy man at a hotel for her virginity. After all, with David on the verge of death, there was

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no way he could or would ever touch her. Caroline bit her lip hard. Even though I'm adopted, I'm still a living,

breathing person. Even an owner would feel sattachment to their pet after raising it for twenty years, how

can they treatlike this? Thud, thud, thud. Steady footsteps approached from afar and stopped at the door.

Caroline felt her heart skip a beat. The man who had bought her had finally arrived! The room was pitch black,

there was not a single light on. The man walked straight to the bed without saying a word. He began to loosen

his tie and undress himself. Caroline couldn't see his face, only the outline of a tall figure. "No... Don't..." She let

out a weak murmur. The man paused. Then, he leaned over to rest both hands on both sides of her waist. His

breathing was heavy, and his body burned like fire. "Everything's been arranged, and now you want to back

out?" His voic

e was magnetic, raspy, and cold. "Stop pretending to be so noble."