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The Ruined Heiress's Vengeful Comeback

Chapter 5

Word Count: 760 | Released on: Today at 20:02

back into her st

she reached the bed. She coll

white blanket and pulled

fever burned her skin, but inside

footsteps echoed

hitting the linoleum floor grew lou

was pus

a's voice trembl

emperature in the room se

the blanket, her hands curled into tight fis

opped next

caught the drops of blood smeared on the whit

eyebrows pulled into

Now," Hartwell barked. His voice was th

rted the needle into Collette's bruised vein. As soon

violently ripped the bla

forced to o

own eyes were completely dead, filled with

ring over her. "Running out to the balcony in the middle o

exact center of

h, breathless laug

but the venom in it was lethal. "I wouldn't dare. A

ils contracted

he room turn

p her jaw. His fingers pressed hard into her skin,

Hartwell warned through gritted tee

ached, but she forced her ch

a hollow, ugly thing. "I'm just a who

ked. The muscle ju

tightened

pain, but she didn't blink. She just

like that for ten

shed, feverish cheeks and

, he l

back to her, and walked to the water

the back of his hand against the paper to test t

d back t

ly lifting her upper body off the pi

face away. She kept

d. "Or I will force it down

ned slightly. She kn

mouth and let him pour th

ift her weight. Her left arm, stiff from the IV,

set the

just reached out and gr

s thigh. His large, warm ha

to massage the tight muscles of her forearm, workin

focused, his touch incredibly gentle, as if h

traight line of his nose

ce in her chest crac

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The Ruined Heiress's Vengeful Comeback

Xin Zhi Modern

“Three years ago, Collette was framed in a vicious drug and sex scandal by her half-sister. Her father didn't ask a single question before banishing her to the gutters of Europe. She clawed her way back to New York for revenge, willingly becoming a disposable, cheap toy for the city's most dangerous billionaire, Hartwell Lara, just to use him as her weapon. But Hartwell's heart belonged entirely to his delicate future wife, Isabell. When Collette nearly died of severe pneumonia on a freezing balcony, Hartwell left her bleeding and alone to patiently peel apples for Isabell. Isabell then barged into Collette's hospital room, maliciously tore her life-saving CFDA design sketch to shreds, and brutally slapped her own face. "Collette... why are you being so mean to me?!" Isabell screamed, collapsing to the floor just as Hartwell violently pushed the door open. His dark eyes locked onto Collette, filled with the same absolute, chilling disgust her father had shown three years ago. Why was she always the one thrown away like garbage? Why did her own blood family destroy her, and why did the man she surrendered her dignity to trample her last hope for a liar? Staring at her ruined life's work beneath Isabell's designer shoes, the tiny crack of warmth Hartwell had left in Collette's heart froze completely. She didn't bother to explain or beg. She just smiled her signature empty smile, ready to burn the Norris family and the Lara Empire to the ground.”