The Jilted Heiress Reclaims Her Throne

Chapter 3

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hiccup and took two hea

ver her, his bloodshot eyes

rms and formed a tight half-circle arou

ng, expensive cologne hit Eleonora's nose. Her stomach ch

ed her duffel bag and tried to step through the

ker shade of red. He lunged forward, throw

honed by the countless physical traumas sh

sideways, and slid her right foot back. Cody

ab, his momentum carried him forward. He stumbled h

glass, splashing directly onto

aughter erupted from

around, glaring at Eleonora as if he wan

ntage Chanel bag peeking out from the

eirloom left behind by Eleonora's mother that

rands from rap videos, pointed a shaking

usin Addi's bag! How the

t directed at Eleonora instantly morp

diately chimed in. "I knew it! I saw her sneak

ciously. He lunged forward again, this time reachin

rned pitch black.

ke. Her fingers locked around Cody's

heel, using her entire body weight as leverage. She twisted

ing crack echoe

ctly at Eleonora's feet. A sudden wave of dizziness washed over Eleonora from the explosive exertion. Her right hand trembled slight

pale face, his features contorted in pain. She lo

stared in absolute horror at the frail-looking girl wh

t the floor, screaming, "Security

estate security guards, dressed in tactical black

ora. "Separate them!" he barked at his men, before turning a stern eye to Eleonora. "Ma'am, please

he calmly brushed a nonexistent s

rds, her posture relaxed, her breathing

b her collar, a furious, booming voice shattered

his ins

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Beatrice Wells Romance

“Eleonora woke up in the hospital, still feeling the terrifying weightlessness of her own suicide. She realized her chilling nightmare was actually a prophecy: she was destined to be the tragic, disposable villain, while her adopted sister Addisyn was the beloved protagonist. On the day of her discharge, her father abandoned her to celebrate Addisyn's eighteenth birthday. When Eleonora dragged her recovering body back to her family estate, she found her biometric access wiped and her home turned into a chaotic nightclub. Addisyn had taken over the master bedroom and was wearing Eleonora's late mother's priceless sapphire necklace. When Eleonora coldly demanded her property back, Addisyn squeezed out fake tears and played the pitiful victim. Instantly, Eleonora's childhood fiancé and lifelong friends stepped up to shield Addisyn. They scolded Eleonora for being cruel and classless, demanding she sleep in the guest room so she wouldn't ruin the party. Downstairs, the elite guests mocked her as a crazy, jealous freak who was bullying her sweet sister. In her nightmare, their blind devotion to this manipulative parasite had driven Eleonora to jump off a skyscraper. She was the sole legal heir to the Carlisle estate, yet they expected her to quietly hand over her home, her mother's legacy, and her life to a thief. But Eleonora was no longer a victim. She pulled out the irrevocable trust documents, proving her absolute ownership, and looked at her loyal butler. "Cut the power," she ordered coldly. "Throw every single trespasser out the gates."”