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Reborn Heiress: Breaking The Toxic Engagement

Chapter 8 

Word Count: 616    |    Released on: Today at 19:21

andice's hand. "So, spill. Are you and t

ongue. "We were never 'on,' Etta. It was a busin

t up. "Seriously? But the whole city h

andice said, setting the glass

ng with fresh gossip. "Is it because o

ench. The image of Amina's smug

don't worry about her. She's just some political advisor. The Hansen

itter, silent laugh

asked, forcing a casual tone. She needed

"She's working for some senator, apparently. Been seen at a few

place. It was all happening

reston trotted his horse over to the sidelines, his face flushed and

nto the soft turf. "Candice. I'm glad you could make it."

Etta was pushing her fo

practice area. Preston came up behind her, placing his ha

his voice close to her ear. His body was

around her. The memory of his possessiveness, his anger w

elf away from him

rupt she stumbled, nea

hands frozen in mid-air. "

" she snapped, her voice

er, embarrassed and confused. Etta rushed over, shooting Candice a lo

d. A pang of guilt hit her, but she pushed it down. It

water," she told Etta, and walked away from the

alming. She leaned against a whit

to a post. As she watched, a stable hand accidentally dropp

ing in the air. It let out a terrified whinny and, in its

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Reborn Heiress: Breaking The Toxic Engagement
Reborn Heiress: Breaking The Toxic Engagement
“Candice Luna thought her marriage to Julius Hansen was a lifeline to save her father's struggling company. She didn't know it was a death sentence until Julius coldly slid divorce papers across his mahogany desk. His true love, Amina Rowe, was nestled in his arms with a triumphant, mocking smile. The "merger" Julius promised had been a brutal, hostile takeover designed to bleed the Luna Group dry from the inside. Bankrupted and utterly broken, Candice's father stepped off the roof of their corporate tower. Meanwhile, Candice was publicly humiliated, stripped of her dignity, and mocked by all of Wall Street as a discarded stepping stone. She died in a car accident, her final moments consumed by an agonizing, feral scream. She hated herself for letting her blind devotion destroy the father who had always believed in her. But when Candice opened her eyes to the harsh fluorescent lights of a hospital room, she realized she wasn't dead. She was twenty-two again. Three years before the wedding. Three years before her father's suicide. When Julius's assistant walked in holding a bouquet of blue roses to discuss the preliminary merger, he expected a docile, desperate heiress. Instead, Candice grabbed a glass of water from the nightstand and flung it directly into his smug face. "Tell Julius Hansen to never, ever send his dogs to my door again." This time, there would be no engagement. This time, the Hansen family would choke on her family's legacy.”