The Disabled Tycoon's Lethal Substitute Bride

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I was the despised stepdaughter of the Rush family, treated like dirt under my stepmother's designer heels while secretly investigating my biological mother's suspicious death. One day, my stepmother slapped a marriage contract on my worn desk. I was to be sacrificed in my stepsister's place to marry Damien Kemp, a notoriously violent, wheelchair-bound heir who wasn't expected to live past thirty. "If you dare to resist, I'll leak the scandals about your dead mother to every media outlet." My stepsister filmed my misery for her followers, laughing as they threw a thrift-store reject at me to use as a wedding dress. They forced me to endure humiliating etiquette lessons just to mock my clumsiness, and even picked my bedroom lock to steal a precious herbal skin formula I had mixed, hoping to use it to shine at an upcoming high-society gala. In their eyes, I was just a pathetic, helpless puppet, destined to be buried alongside a dying invalid so they could secure a massive corporate investment. What they didn't know was that the formula they greedily stole was a carefully crafted trap that would soon destroy my stepsister's face. And when I finally met my "dying" billionaire husband, I didn't cower. Instead, I looked at his supposedly paralyzed legs, diagnosed the exact rare neurotoxin destroying his body, and offered him a thirty-million-dollar deal to tear all our enemies down.