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The Fake Heiress Cancels Her Engagement

The Fake Heiress Cancels Her Engagement

Author: Apache
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 761    |    Released on: Today at 16:29

bbing alcohol burned

orescent lights above sent a violent stab of pain dire

se of her skull. She sucked in a harsh breath, her

ep

d of an intravenous drip pu

rustled against her skin. Her gaze swept past the silver medical tra

sat

translucent under the harsh lights. Thick leather s

ed the fragile skin of his inner

tube. It flowed rapidly, pooling into a ster

He adjusted the flow valve with practiced, clinical precisio

ankly at the ceiling tiles. His jaw was locked tight, a muscle ticking faintly

memories

n years of someone else's life crashed into her brain. The extravagant parti

heaved. Acid burned

The villain. The one who e

r bed immediately picked up the panic, emitting a rap

ned his head, his hands

ffered a polished, sicke

nell. Your exclusive blood supply is prepp

bag. It was warm. It was f

siological nausea hit

think. She

the IV needle taped to the back of her own hand and yanked i

the freezing Ita

, her muscles trembling from the concussion and weakness. She stumbl

ropping his clipboard. He rushed forw

ammed against his chest, pushing him back

ward the aphe

red emergency stop button on the contro

ne. The internal pumps ground to a halt. The

at her, his eye

e you doing? Why did you

self standing. Her chest heaved. She dug her fing

oice was hoarse, raw, but la

nked, confuse

eedle out of his

nce she woke up, the

aint trace of confusion, a subtle fracture in his hollow mask, as if he couldn't c

p, rapid clicking of high heels ech

st. Angry. Appro

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The Fake Heiress Cancels Her Engagement
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“I woke up in a luxurious private medical room, only to be hit with a crushing realization. I had transmigrated into a novel as the fake heiress of the McConnell family, destined to be the ultimate villain. In the original plot, I viciously bullied the real daughter who grew up in a trailer park, and tortured my adopted brother by using him as a living blood bank. When the truth came out, my fiancé abandoned me, my family threw me away, and the brother I tormented eventually left me to bleed to death in a dark alley. Right now, the timeline had just reached the deadly turning point. The real heiress had been brought home, wearing faded rags and mercilessly mocked by our relatives. My vicious cousin had secretly handed me corrosive acid disguised as expensive skincare, hoping I would melt my own face off. Worse, an anonymously leaked audio of me admitting my fake identity had just gone viral, causing a massive corporate scandal. My elite fiancé immediately marched into the penthouse with his lawyers, throwing the cancellation documents on the glass table. "The Vance family does not merge assets with a fraud. We don't marry fake bloodlines." Everyone waited for me to break down, beg, and viciously attack the real daughter like a hysterical thief clinging to a stolen life. They thought I would willingly walk right back into my predetermined, gruesome death. Instead, I calmly pulled off the five-carat diamond ring, dropped it on the table, and turned to expose the cousin's trap to protect the real heiress. This time, I am rewriting the script.”
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