Reborn From Ashes: The Vengeful Socialite's Return

Chapter 3

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or clicked open. A maid stood in the

ossed a high-necked, long-sleeved silk dress onto the

ined clothes and pulled the silk over her head. She pinned her hair u

was brightly lit, the long mahogany table covered in

inking glasses died the seco

in a tailored suit. He looked at her

the chair furthest from him. "We decided to let

She didn't touch her napkin. She just

chandelier light. "Let us toast to Hebert. His no

y son. A man who endures personal tragedy w

ght in front of her. They were

heavy silver fork beside her pl

d up at Estrella, a nasty grin on his face. He picked up a piece o

lla's plate. Drops of red juice sp

sneered. "Trash

h and let out a sharp, cruel laugh. "The boy

an, mind your manners," he said, though

straight when his asthma flared up. This was the boy she had stood in the freezing rain

er felt for this family died r

down. The sharp clink of silver

s. Her gaze was so empty, so devoid of h

?" Judith snapped, slamm

icked up her water glass, too

ugh. It was a soft, dark chuckle that made t

ebert ordered, his voice

nen napkin and dropped it casually over

th of the table, her eye

my dear husband," Estrella said soft

oom, her spine perfectly straight, leavin

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Reborn From Ashes: The Vengeful Socialite's Return

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“Estrella Ward gave five years of her life to her husband, draining her trust fund to save him from bankruptcy and raising his son as her own. But one night, she woke up in a freezing hotel room, drugged, with a stranger's bite marks on her skin. Her husband burst through the door with cameras, his vicious family, and her ten-year-old stepson, publicly framing her as a cheating whore. The horrifying truth soon surfaced: her husband had drugged her himself, selling her body to his Wall Street boss to secure a senior partnership. Estrella fought back with hidden security footage, blackmailing him into submission after discovering she was pregnant with his boss's child. But fate dealt a cruel blow. She was diagnosed with aggressive, terminal breast cancer. She refused to abort the baby to keep her leverage, but the cancer spread too fast. She died alone in a cold hospital room, her vengeance unfinished, while her husband and his cruel family celebrated. They thought they had successfully buried her and her secrets forever, escaping unpunished for destroying her life. But when she gasped for air and opened her eyes again, she wasn't in a cold grave. She was in a sterile hospital bed, looking at the perfectly manicured hands of Brooklyn Thompson-the notorious, empty-headed socialite everyone despised. Estrella's soul had survived the abyss. "You're going to pay for every drop of blood." She clenched her new fists, the fire of her vengeance burning brighter than ever.”