The Jilted Heiress Reclaims Her Throne

Chapter 7

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e room. The only sound was Addi

e took a heavy step backward, his face dark with humilia

ora wasn'

ard, closing the distance and stan

n to breathe. Addisyn instinctively tried to back away, but he

es bypassed Addisyn's crying face a

ribly with the cheap pink fabric of her dress, was

the "Eye of the Deep," her late moth

She pulled it sharply toward her. The thick diamond chain dug into

grab her throat, her tears flowing freely now.

ne again, but Eleonora shot him a glare

e you permission to touch my mother's things

ic. "D-Dad! Clyde said it looked pretty wit

Clyde? What gives him the right t

empt. "Tell me, you two Ivy League scholars. What is the charge in the New York Stat

f gray. He knew exactly what it was. I

d there and defended her. Is this what your elite famili

shattered the delicate, innocent socialite

at the thought that the pure, sweet girl he ha

s room with the label of a thief, her reputatio

im act and desperately reached behind her neck, her

manicured nails scratched her own

sapphire necklace slid off her neck an

ly. She looked at Isaac, her eyes begging for sympath

at the necklace in Eleonora's hand, a dark s

le alcohol wipe. Right in front of their faces, she beg

d been contaminated by a deadly virus. The silent, physical ge

burned like acid in her chest. She dug her fingernails

coat pocket. She tossed the dirty wipe perf

them. "The room. The jewelry. If there is anythin

absolute clarity that in this room, Eleonora had st

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The Jilted Heiress Reclaims Her Throne

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."”