Intimate Conspiracy

The Convict Heiress: Marrying The Billionaire

Rollins Laman

The heavy thud of the release stamp was the only goodbye I got from the warden after five years in federal prison. I stepped out into the blinding sun, expecting the same flash of paparazzi bulbs that had seen me dragged away in handcuffs, but there was only a single black limousine idling on the shoulder of the road. Inside sat my mother and sister, clutching champagne and looking at my frayed coat with pure disgust. They didn't offer a welcome home; instead, they tossed a thick legal document onto the table and told me I was dead to the city. "Gavin and I are getting engaged," my sister Mia sneered, flicking a credit card at me like I was a stray dog. "He doesn't need a convict ex-fiancée hanging around." Even after I saved their lives from an armed kidnapping attempt by ramming the attackers off the road, they rewarded me by leaving me stranded in the dirt. When I finally ran into Gavin, the man who had framed me, he pinned me against a wall and threatened to send me back to a cell if I ever dared to show my face at their wedding. They had stolen my biotech research, ruined my name, and let me rot for half a decade while they lived off my brilliance. They thought they had broken me, leaving me with nothing but an expired chapstick and a few old photos in a plastic bag. What they didn't know was that I had spent those five years becoming "Dr. X," a shadow consultant with five hundred million dollars in crypto and a secret that would bring the city to its knees. I wasn't just a victim anymore; I was a weapon, and I was pregnant with the heir they thought they had erased. I walked into the Melton estate and made an offer to the most powerful man in New York. "I'll save your grandfather's life," I told Horatio Melton, staring him down. "But the price is your last name. I'm taking back what's mine, and I'm starting with the man who thinks he's marrying my sister."

Modern Revenge Rebirth/Reborn

Download the Book on the App

In Green City.

Bush Building.

In the office of the CEO.

Sitting beside the office table, Johnson Bush signed his signatures quickly. His handsome face looked too indifferent to others due to he kept a straight face all the time.

Imposing manner was exuded from him, warning others that's his territory.

The phone rang, he looked at the phone screen for a moment, and then picked up the phone to his ear.

"What's up?"

The two words were spoken from his mouth indifferently, without any emotion.

On the other end of the line, Jennifer Watson hesitated for a moment. Finally, she said, "Johnson, Sophie is back. She is in South Cemetery."

Silently, on the other end of the line. The speaker rang off before Jennifer spoke again.

The tension in the office was intensified. The nip had broken off with a snap, leaving a cut in the paper.

The deep and bottomless eyes twinkled with excitement. The surging emotions turned to calm after an instant.

Sophie Wood. Johnson's lips moved soundlessly and said the two words.

After three years, you finally came back.

At the gate of South Cemetery.

Turning around again, Sophie looked at the only gravestone not far away. With a heavier heart, she left the cemetery.

Preoccupied with too many problems, she walked with her head lowered so that she didn't notice a car was coming towards her at full speed when crossing the intersection. At such an urgent point, an arm of a mature male put around her waist with a strong power, and pulled her into an embrace tightly.

Read Now