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Reborn Heiress: Marrying The Ruthless Billionaire

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 862    |    Released on: 22/04/2026

alise said, her eyes

e hem of the crimson gown. The silk clung to every

dangerous. The soft, approachable girl from her past life was go

n a pale pink, and she had spent the whole night trailing after Greggory

ocus. A rustle of paper,

e door. A thick manila envelope had been pu

frowning. "I'll get

gave a sudden, violent thump against her ribs. She crossed the

Just her name, printed in a s

ingers closed around a glossy r

nished fro

bodies flush against each other. Alta's arm was wrapped around his neck, her fingers playing with the hair at his nap

mbled. But it wasn't g

, electric

ut ever seeing the knife coming. But now, the evidence was sitting right i

to over. Blank. No

to the hallway. The long corridor was empty, the ant

uit-indistinguishable from the event security staff-slipped th

A sympathetic guest, a rival, or maybe the universe

walked to the vanity, pulling open the bottom drawer. Sh

them a chance to spin a lie, to explain it away. She needed to destroy t

elvet box. "The diam

ace, then shook her head. She pointed to the heavy

ace was aggressive. It was loud. I

t her collarbone, the deep red matching her dress. Tonight, every eye

uartet drifted up from the floo

or. "Miss Knowles?" Eddy's v

he boiling rage down into the pit of h

thought struck her-words could be denied, but sounds could not. She grabbed the small, metallic device, slippi

stood there, his suit perfect

idn't reach her eyes. It wa

alance. He had never seen her look lik

ady," s

music grew louder with every step. She paused at the top of t

er of the room. A wicked idea began to form in her mind, takin

ed her hand on the railing,

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Reborn Heiress: Marrying The Ruthless Billionaire
Reborn Heiress: Marrying The Ruthless Billionaire
“I was supposed to be celebrating my twenty-first birthday and my engagement to the man I loved. Instead, I was bleeding out in a crushed car, listening to my fiancé Greggory and my stepsister Alta laughing over the car's Bluetooth. They had cut my brakes. As the steering wheel crushed my shattered ribs, they cheerfully clinked their champagne glasses, celebrating their hostile takeover of my family's media empire. I tried to scream for help, but my lungs wouldn't work. Then, Alta's sweet voice delivered the final, fatal blow over the speaker. "Your mother? I took care of her too." I died in the freezing rain, my heart frozen with absolute hatred as I realized every touch and whispered promise was just a calculated step toward my murder. I gave them everything, treating them like my closest family. Why did they have to kill my innocent mother? Why did I blindly trust two vipers who only wanted to drain my blood? Opening my eyes again, the smell of gasoline was gone. I was back in my bedroom, safe and unharmed, on the exact day of my twenty-first birthday party. The day the tragedy began. Downstairs, my murderers were waiting to spring their trap, expecting me to blindly accept Greggory's proposal. But this time, I put on a blood-red dress, grabbed the photo of their secret affair, and walked down the stairs to choose a new fiancé-the most ruthless billionaire in the room.”