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The Reborn Heiress: Betting On Chaos

Chapter 4 4

Word Count: 817    |    Released on: 02/04/2026

ung open. Piper's Porsche convertibl

house had been sold to pay off Derrick's gambling debts. Her parents

d her eyes.

, opened the door, his eyebrows shooting u

erson. Are my

rawing ro

e, Piper trailing be

eas in a crystal vase. Her father, Robert, the CEO

ower shears. They clatte

d forward. "Oh my god, lo

e. His face, usually stern, filled with

se. She couldn't sound crazy. She had to pla

the door," C

od with her back to

down, twisting her hands in her lap, forc

ne the wedding," Claire

icking of the grandfather c

ations are out. The Governor is coming.

felt so real. I dreamed Derrick was... changing things. In the company. He was signi

, her hands flyi

went dark. "

hide behind the fiction of a dream. "He says they're to help me cope with the stress. But they ma

. She only had her memory and the terror in her ey

e genuine fear she was projecting. He didn't need a forensic accountant to see the red flags in

t his daughter, truly looked at her, and saw the sha

him. She grabbed his hand

let him know. If I'm wrong, I'm just a silly, ne

her daughter, sobbing. "Listen to

s was terrifying. "I'll have our internal auditors run a qui

ed. The first step was tak

rs opened. Piper

strode in. He was a short,

e bride here? The stock price is up three points in anticip

ormed instantly. The steel vanished

er voice trembling. "I...

ront of Claire. "She's just nervous, Heber. W

them, suspicious. "Dowry? We

details," Rober

k. Derrick called me. He's worrie

ring her eyes. "I'll be at the party to

"Good. Remember, the fami

ned an

sed, Claire looke

he said. "Heber is

his jaw. "Then h

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The Reborn Heiress: Betting On Chaos
The Reborn Heiress: Betting On Chaos
“I woke up gasping for air, my fingers clawing at a neck that was smooth instead of bruised. The air smelled of lavender and expensive starch, not the metallic tang of blood and the mold of the basement where I had just died. A text flashed on my phone from Derrick, the man I thought was the love of my life: "Good morning, my angel. I can't wait to see you tonight." The heart emoji mocked me, a remnant of a girl who was once stupid, blind, and pathetically in love. In my past life, I was the perfect, submissive fiancée. I didn't realize the "vitamins" Derrick gave me were actually a cocktail of drugs designed to keep me foggy and compliant while he and my own uncle dismantled my father's company. I stood by him as my parents died in a "car accident" that I now know was a murder he orchestrated. By the time I realized I was married to the devil, he had already stripped me of my wealth, my family, and finally, my breath. I stared at the gold-embossed calendar on the vanity: June 12, 2014. The day of our engagement party. The day I originally signed my life away to a monster who saw me as nothing more than a bank account to be drained. I felt a cold, sharp rage replace the terror. I wasn't going to be the victim this time. I wasn't going to take his pills or wear the modest, pastel dress he chose to make me look like a saint. "I need a match," I whispered to the most dangerous man in the city, Branch Brewer, as I gripped his tie in a hotel hallway. "I want to spend your money until Derrick chokes on it. I want to watch his empire crack." Reborn on the morning of the gala, I've traded my white lace for black silk. The guest list is set, the press is waiting, and Derrick thinks he's about to win it all. He has no idea that the "fragile" girl he murdered is back to burn his world to the ground.”
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