Reborn Heiress: Marrying The Ruthless Billionaire

Chapter 7

Word Count: 753 | Released on: 22/04/2026

playing the part perfectly-the concerned, sweet younger sister. She stopp

her voice dripping with fake sympat

cold. She didn't look at her sister like a sibling; she look

took a step forward, trying to insert himself into the con

lance. She simply turned her back

pyramid of crystal flutes. At the very top, resting on a special cradle, sat a bottle of vintage Do

anicured finger at t

hat one,"

her smile falt

ise spoke slowly, as if explaining s

sensing the shift in the air. This

ching crowd, then back at Annalise. "Anna, that's too

crossed her arms over her chest, the rubies at her throat catching the light. Sh

ings over. He forced a laugh. "I can get

sgust in her eyes was barely concealed

sis on the last word. The implic

e victim. But Annalise felt no pity. All she could see was the woman who had cut her brake

ped her foot impatie

eating it up. The Knowles heiress wa

teful in front of the city's elite. If she accepted, she would loo

ht this was a game. He thought she was acting out because she was jealous, and

a subtle no

e scene unfold with a faint smirk on his face. He didn't interfere. He

r white dress and walked toward the tower, her

ramid, her jaw clenching. It was a

ifference. She caught the eye of the head bu

ook. A specific,

all, polished mahogany stepping stool, usually reserved for reaching the highest shelves in the esta

hampagne tower, the wooden legs

face pale. This was it. The

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Reborn Heiress: Marrying The Ruthless Billionaire

Emma Romance

“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.”