The Billionaires disguised Maid

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."

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PROLOGUE

'I woke up to the smell of smoke. My eyes were red with tears and I coughed uncontrollably. 'Why was the house burning?' ten year old me thought. 'Did mum leave the stove on again?' I crawled out of my room and stumbled towards the stairs. The fire seemed to be coming from down up.

"Suddenly, I heard a scream."

*****

Chloe rinsed her face with water from the sink and dried it with the towel beside her. She stared at her reflection in the mirror for some seconds before sighing.

"I need to lose weight," she muttered as she cocked her gun and hid it in her skirt before covering it up with her shirt. She walked out of the toilet as one of the maids rushed in.

"Danielle?" the maid called out. "Where are you going?"

" My name isn't Danielle," Chloe replied as she walked away. "And I've got work to do."

Chloe walked down the hallway leading to Mr. Dawson's room. She passed by a painting on the wall and stopped. She walked back and stared at it.

"Hey, how much does this painting cost?" she asked as she placed a finger on her ears.

"Not much," a voice from the earpiece in her ears answered. "Focus on your mission and forget about the painting, Chloe."

"Just tell me how much it costs," Chloe insisted.

The voice sighed and said, "Twenty thousand dollars."

"Not worth it," Chloe scoffer as she walked past it.

" I told you it wasn't much," the voice said. "Now, focus on accomplishing your mission."

"Like I wasn't," Chloe muttered and rolled her eyes.

"You do know I can hear you, right?" the voice said and Chloe grunted.

" I didn't say you couldn't," she said as she walked up to Mr. Dawson's room door.

Music boomed from the room and Chloe could hear laughter and shouting. "Having a party, Mr. Dawson?" she smirked as she pulled out her gun from her skirt and pointed it at the door's handle.

Chleo was about shooting when she heard someone gasp behind her. She turned sharply and saw it was the maid from earlier.

"D-danielle," she stuttered. "W-why are y-you with a--" Chloe didn't allow her complete her words as she pointed the gun at her and pulled the trigger. There was a 'PFFT' sound and the maid dropped to the floor with a hole in her head.

"You ask too much question," she rolled her eyes at the already dead maid before turning back to the door.

"Good thing you had your silencer on," the voice from her earpiece said and Chloe sighed.

"You turned off the security cameras, right?" Chloe asked and the voice replied with a groan

" I turned them off before you came out of your fancy toilet," they said.

Chloe pointed to the door's handle and pulled the trigger, blasting the lock off. She kicked the door and walked into the room casually.

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