Claimed by the Crown Heir novel Chapter 1

On the eve of their wedding, Lucas Lowery vanished. Vanessa Grant searched every inch of Savannah, but he was nowhere to be found.

Exhausted to her bones, she received an anonymous text message.

[Mr. Lowery is in Southport.]

A detailed location pin was attached below.

Vanessa took a red-eye flight that very night.

She found him at a high-end business club in Southport.

The door was left slightly ajar. A man in a sharp suit sat in the center of the sofa, surrounded by people. His legs were elegantly crossed as he leaned back lazily, exhaling a cloud of smoke with practiced ease.

A friend raised a glass. "Lucas, your wedding with Vanessa is in three days. Congratulations on bagging such a gorgeous bride!"

Vanessa had heard that some men experienced severe pre-wedding jitters, needing time and space to process their anxiety.

Perhaps Lucas was no different.

A flicker of heartache had barely crossed her mind when she heard the man's cold, callous voice drift through the crack in the door.

"I only accepted her proposal back then because I was backed into a corner. Honestly, when I think about it, she offers absolutely zero help to my career. Sure, she's pretty, but look at the same flower long enough, and you're bound to get bored."

Vanessa was already twenty-three. In a few years, her radiant complexion would fade, unable to compete with the vibrant, thrilling allure of an eighteen-year-old girl.

"You aren't planning to back out of the wedding, are you?"

"You can't spoil women! She had the nerve to force my hand, so I have to teach her a lesson. Otherwise, where's my breathing room after we get married?"

"You really know how to handle them. She's just an orphan with no family to fall back on. She's been by your side for three years, so there's no way she'd leave now that you've hit the big time."

The friend glanced at the woman nestled beside Lucas, teasing, "With a stunning and capable confidante like Chloe right beside you, I wouldn't be able to let go either."

Lucas turned his head and pressed a kiss to the young woman's luminous cheek, looking every bit the playboy. "If you're jealous, go find one yourself."

Chloe Quinn nestled deeper into Lucas's embrace, shyly tapping his chest. "Stop it, you just love teasing me!"

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