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The Ruined Heiress's Vengeful Comeback

Chapter 6

Word Count: 667 | Released on: Today at 20:02

l room was

, steady drip of the IV flu

gged over the sensitive sk

l shivers straight up her spine. It was a terrifyi

ed to yank h

ng her arm to his thigh. He didn't look up

in the room was suddenly broken

open and stepped inside. His

The board is waiting. The acquisitio

hand stop

tween his eyebrows. He

. She ripped her arm out of his loosened gr

d to the wall. Her voice was flat and hollo

t his empty palm.

d his suit jacket, instantly transforming bac

ed over

d kicked away and forcefully tucked it around

rtwell ordered coldly. "I will

alked out. Sterling fo

r click

he room vanished, leaving behi

to her back. She stared a

open in her chest. The col

dry, self-depr

is precious Isabell, she was always the on

. Her thumb found the edg

e picked and picked until the skin bro

rounded her. It kept her

later, the do

rrying a large, ins

as she looked at Collette's pale face. S

d pulled out a hea

smell of premium seafood fil

eft," Marta explained. "It's from

red at the s

lt like a slap in the face. A piece of expensi

away. "Take it awa

ase. It is your body. How can yo

uck Collette

you ge

to fight. She had a family to destroy.

e shoved the grief down into th

vy silver spoon

k, she scooped the expensive so

r stomach, bringing a

eyes staring straight ahead, comp

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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.”