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The Jilted Heiress Reclaims Her Throne
Chapter 1
s eyes sn
l bed. The phantom sensation of cold wind rushing past her ears and the te
ressed them hard against her cheeks. The skin was smooth and in
through the thick glass window, pulling her out
o her soul. Fear was a luxury she could no longer afford. Her brain worked rapidly, aligning the tragic plot of the dream-a s
on the pristine white wall read ex
ng on the bedside table. The screen
, Clyde, was supposed to pick her up at
ssages. A short text from Clyde, sent ten
eting. Take a cab b
harsh in the quiet room. She remembered the date
ather's absence cleanly severed the last path
blanket. Her bare feet hit the freez
ile hospital gown. She pulled on a sharply tailored khaki
r ears. It covered the stress-induced rash blooming across h
d Clyde's contact entirely and dialed th
deep, anxious voice answered.
nora stated, her voice flat
e a heavy object slamming into a wooden desk. "That h
d, his voice tight with rage. "I am sending
om for argument. "Just send one black SUV. Keep it
edical textbooks and a laptop into a black canv
med Leona was pushing a medication cart down the
f, respectful nod, a silen
nd walked down the long corridor toward the
The metal doors slid open smo
in the polished steel. The cold, hard glint i
round parking garage. A bulletproof black Ca
diately. He bowed his head and took her heavy d
vy door shut, instantly cutting off the h
t the cool leather sea
e estate in Long Island
