The Jilted Heiress In Blood Red

Chapter 4

Word Count: 592 | Released on: 22/04/2026

of color against the monochrome suits. As she moved, p

her. So this was what it felt like to

ed into her path. And he wasn't alone. Jailyn was c

pointing a finger at Harlene.

ning ignorance. "Why would I ap

in a perfect pout. "Because of your leak last

ter laugh. "That leak came f

d it because you're jealous of Jai

cal blow. She had never been jealous of this

pping to a threat. "If you don'

. She laughed. It was a loud, genuine

oked tie. The gesture was intimate, but

his skin. "Cancel the wedding. You'll still just b

lor. He shoved her away, hi

back and clutching her pearls, playi

nce making her sick. She tipped her champagne glass. The

"You're insane! Y

he whispered, the word sharp as a knife. Her mind flashed with images of her own stolen design sk

ord. She understood exactly what it meant.

, grabbed Harlene's arm again. "Y

uises forming on her skin, then back at him. "Are you p

rew louder. The Beaumont

to intervene, but one icy glare from

of control. He grabbed Jailyn's hand a

eyes were empty, as if she

ny. The cold air hit her, but it did not

ped a message to an encrypted n

near the stage, her dress shimmering under the lights. The des

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“Harlene was locked out of her own family's estate in a freezing blizzard, still trembling from a severe panic attack. Her mother delivered a cold ultimatum through a security screen: attend her golden-child sister Estella's award gala, or lose her medical funds. To make it worse, her ex-fiancé, Dennis, had chimed in to call her embarrassing and pathetic. At the gala, Harlene was treated like a diseased outcast. Dennis fiercely protected his new lover, Jailyn-the very woman who had stolen Harlene's designs. But the ultimate betrayal came when Estella flaunted a silver-embroidered antique dress. It was Harlene's grandmother's dress, her only pure memory of love, handed over to the enemy as a trophy. When Harlene demanded answers, her own father slapped her across the face in front of the press, just to protect their pristine image. They had stolen her career, her fiancé, and her inheritance, all while branding her the crazy, unstable daughter. The sheer hypocrisy and cruelty finally severed the last thread of her sanity. Why should she play the silent victim while they played the perfect family? Instead of crying, Harlene smiled. She drew a hidden dagger, slashed the antique dress to ribbons, and dragged Estella and Jailyn to the center stage. Standing under the blinding spotlight with a bloody blade, she looked out at the terrified crowd. "The Beaumont family is done hiding," she declared into the microphone. "Tonight, the curtain falls."”