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My Cheating Ex Regrets Losing The Heiress

My Cheating Ex Regrets Losing The Heiress

Author: Lunacy
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1039    |    Released on: Today at 14:16

sound was a familiar, irritating whine in the cramped Brooklyn house, but today, it fe

om door stood cracked open. A sliver of harsh, ye

the door, a sickeningly sweet, breathless giggle leaked out,

She simply reached out, her cool fingers wr

king her squint for a fraction of a second. When her vision cleared, t

Crockett's lap on the

entirely manufactured shriek. She scrambled backward, her hands frantica

, looking past Donita's shoulder to lock eyes with Elvera. A smug, challenging smirk twisted his li

he slowly raised a single,

ce. His jaw clenched, the muscles ticking under his skin. He shoved Donita off his lap and

back, her fingers gripping the fabric of his shirt. She bit her lower lip, forcing

r chest. A dry, humorless laugh

n for a cheap motel room," Elvera said. Her voice was flat, devoid of any em

ps pounded on the wood

he floorboards. She shoved past Elvera, her shoulder colliding

ed state and immediately threw her arms

ushed a dark, mottled red. She pointed a t

eeched. The shrill frequency of her voice vibrated in Elver

her dark eyes locking onto Frona's contorted feat

g from her lips. "We fed you! We clothed you! And

d her face in her hands, her shoulders shaking with forced sobs.

a's waist. He looked at Elvera, his nose wrink

his voice loud to cover his guilt. "You have absolutely

er face. The sheer audacity of these people didn't break her hear

deliberate

yed him, his weight shifting backward ont

down, stripping away his expensive clothes with her stare. "You're a social-climbing oppor

ut his throat worked soundlessly. His hand flew to hi

ond to recover. She shifted

pel. "You're a manipulative socialite who uses her body to secure a s

of pure, venomous hatred twisted her pretty features. She chewed aggressively o

straining to the point of breaking. "Get

hed her fingertips over her jacket sleeve, w

er mind was crystal clear. "I don't want to br

sneakers hit the floorboar

rrow!" Frona shrieked at Elvera's retreat

e. She tilted her head slight

bitch," Elvera said softly. "You tw

door shut behind her, cutting off Frona's

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My Cheating Ex Regrets Losing The Heiress
My Cheating Ex Regrets Losing The Heiress
“For years, Elvera lived as the despised charity case in the cramped Wright household. When she caught her foster sister Donita straddling her fiancé, they didn't even panic. Instead, they loudly framed Elvera for stealing a diamond necklace to justify kicking her out. Her foster parents immediately sided with the cheaters, screaming at her to pack her trash and starve in the gutters. Only her dying foster brother tried to sneak her his medical savings, but the family violently shoved him away, mocking him as a walking corpse. Standing in the freezing Brooklyn wind, Donita and Crockett followed her outside just to laugh. They waved a crisp twenty-dollar bill in her face, mocking her biological family as a bunch of unemployed street thugs. They really thought she was going to freeze to death on the pavement with nothing but a faded backpack. But then a roaring, matte-black supercar pulled up. The man who stepped out wasn't a street thug; he was her real brother, an FBI task force commander. He effortlessly snapped Crockett's shoulder out of its socket, put Elvera in the passenger seat, and drove her straight to a sprawling billionaire estate in the Hamptons. Sitting by the fire in her biological parents' palace, watching them casually display an eight-million-dollar sculpture she had secretly designed, the head butler suddenly walked in. "Sir, the fake heiress has returned from Europe." Elvera took a slow sip of her coffee. The real game was finally about to begin.”