His Vengeful Game: The Bankrupt Heiress

Express card cut deep into Al

was a physical reminder

enthouse, staring down at Central Park. Her chest felt incredibly tight, as if an i

oors of the off

ive stack of liquidation files onto the mahogany d

void of pity. "Under the Bankruptcy Code, the federal court has of

und. Her fingerti

. Her voice shook. "It has been in my famil

s head. He did not

acquired this morning by a priv

ropped like a ston

Capi

like a physical b

skipped a beat, then started ham

in D

asement of that very estate. He was the charity case who

of the penthouse wer

heap suits marched

ns. "Asset seizure. We are taking

en grabbed the heavy gold fram

that!" she yelled, g

r heel catching on the Persian rug, but before s

tsteps echoed again

alked through

e his broad shoulders look even more intimida

ed up. Her

d, mocking glint. The sheer humiliation of him s

ne hand. He fli

diately dropped the paintin

stopped inches away, forcing Alaina

ing in her out-of-season designer d

ocket of his suit jacket and

her. He slapped it dir

The bold black letters at the top

e of her cheek so ha

, her voice vibrating with anger. "You ban

e fingers clamped around her jaw

s worth absolutely nothing

gh calluses on his thumb pressing into her soft skin. The p

thing," Hardin stated. His breath fann

hands up and smac

er beg you,

ached into his pocket, pulled out a white

s if touching her skin had

nd and walked

s to vacate my property,"

ned with unshed tears, but she dug her finger

the divorce papers, placed them on the d

ign it,

. Her hand trembled viole

her name. She pressed so hard that the sha

n the empty room. Her three-year nightm

ve, silent penthouse. She h