The Discarded Heiress Owns The Wasteland

Chapter 2

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nning to rui

es. Casey raised her hand, using the back of her

ne almost hitting her chin. "Miss Martinez, any

r shoulder and drove it forward, s

rowd. Security guards scrambled, pulling

cking on the polished floor. She walked into the dark tunnel

nd pushed open the

ding white light, pinning her in place.

people, screaming their hatred. Holographic

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to the

htly, scanning the floating tex

The golden boy. The idol. His arms were crossed o

Fast. Angry. He stopped inches a

omous. "Stop your disgusting games. Stay away fr

led brat. A boy playing tough. She felt nothing but a vag

something inside him. Kayson's face turned red. H

m upward into his wrist, using his own momentum against him. The unexpected, brutal force made him cry out and stumble b

h. His knees buckled. His tall frame b

ic comments froze for a second, th

is ear. "Don't touch me," she whispere

iliation and rage battled in his e

rly falling on his ass. He caught himself, rubbin

together, dusting off invisib

head, but amidst the flood of insults, a few stray comments flickered: 'Da

her lips. She raised her left hand, tapping the inte

comments vanished. The silence in

er back on t

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The Discarded Heiress Owns The Wasteland

Ying Suhua Romance

“Casey woke up with a throbbing skull in a glamorous dressing room, facing a public execution by an internet mob. Her wealthy family had thrown her away. Her hypocritical sister, Coralie, forced a holographic tablet into her hands, demanding she join a deadly survival reality show on a wasteland planet. "It's what Mommy wants. If you don't sign, you're dead to the Hendersons." The whole world wanted her dead. On the live broadcast, billions of viewers cursed her as a toxic stalker. The golden boy idol Kayson physically attacked her to defend Coralie's honor. Even the show's staff mocked her, deliberately leaving her with nothing but a torn, broken tent and a single bottle of water for the lethal alien wilderness. The universe was playing a cruel joke on her. She was framed as the villain of her sister's perfect story, banished to a wasteland where everyone expected her to cry, beg, and die on live television. But they didn't know she had already survived a decade in the ruins. Casey didn't shed a single tear. Instead, she invoked a hidden contract clause, demanding a full year on the planet instead of the standard month. "I'll survive for a year, and the planet becomes mine." She grabbed her broken tent, stepped onto the red alien dirt, and prepared to show the universe what a real predator looked like.”