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Claimed By My Ex's Powerful Billionaire Uncle

Chapter 10 

Word Count: 742    |    Released on: Today at 17:04

heavy wooden double doo

tood in the hallway, their hands

e, a mid-level asset liquid

ntsuit and held a thick cl

sed to handle the Pena family's minor accoun

leamed with undisgu

her pen against the clipboard. "This property is now officially under the po

le, stepping into the apartment

bigayle had packed, roughly unzipping it and

ing her posture rigid. "Those are per

sofa and spotted the expensive, custom-tailo

t to grab the lapel. "Looks like a high-value a

's eyes

to clamp down hard over Jenna's wrist bef

le warned, her voice dropping to a lethal registe

and back, but Abigayle's

tly at the name tag p

acket doesn't belong to my family, it belongs to someone else. If you take it, that's theft

he inherent authority in Abiga

cked up the heavy suit jacket,

suitcase and walked over to Thadde

o," Abig

eliberately stuck her pointed high heel

movement in her p

simply adjusted the a

directly over the toe of Jenna's expensive leather pu

yelp of pain, hoppin

even looking back. "You can take the apartment, but you w

us into the elevator a

cutting off Jenn

floor, Abigayle could already hear

had multipli

ve suit jacket and draped it over Thaddeus's head and shoul

coat, put her sunglasses back

s exploded li

aming questions about her father's sudden collapse foll

her face com

h the aggressive crowd, taking the physical s

rner, practically shoving Thaddeus into

dered, slamming

the curb, leaving the

window, watching the building she had li

driver asked, glancing

fingers wrapping tightly around the co

her voice hard and resolute. "The

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“Abigayle was the proud heir to the Pena Group, living a perfect life and engaged to Jeffery Sullivan. But the morning after a charity gala, she woke up drugged in a hotel room, blinded by paparazzi cameras. Her fiancé and her best friend stood at the foot of the bed, throwing a forged pregnancy report at her face to publicly frame her for cheating. The betrayal was only the beginning of the slaughter. Before she could even clear her name, the Sullivan family ruthlessly bankrupted her family's company overnight. Her father was rushed to the ICU with a heart attack, her brother was run off the road into a coma, and violent repo men raided her penthouse. Just as she was thrown out into the freezing rain, Jeffery's terrifying uncle, Donovan Sullivan-the very mastermind who engineered her family's ruin-stepped in. He offered to cover the life-saving medical bills, but only if she agreed to become his personal plaything. Abigayle's blood turned to ice. She couldn't understand how the people she trusted most could plot such a vicious, coordinated destruction just to break an engagement. How dared the man who destroyed her entire family stand there playing the savior, trying to buy her body with her own stolen wealth? Facing a $100,000 hospital deadline and abandoned by everyone she knew, she didn't shed another tear. "I will never beg him." Clutching her last diamond bracelet, she hailed a cab straight to the biggest pawnshop in the Diamond District. The Sullivans thought they had buried her, but her counterattack was just beginning.”