The Reborn Genius Heiress's Spectacular Comeback

Chapter 4

Word Count: 818 | Released on: 14/05/2026

rm broke. The air smelled

he motel awning and pulled ope

ve makeup was smeared under her eyes, and her Chanel suit

ed the engine. He pulled the car onto the now-cle

he car was suffo

ustion. "What kind of monster are you?" Elvie hissed, her voice raspy from sleeping in the cold car. She shrank back slightly against the leathe

her lap. The zipper was half-open,

the bag. Her face flu

elled, her voice echoing in the sma

gaze. She met Elvie's f

body bags right now," Celina said, h

aved. She knew Celina was right, but the sheer humiliatio

t and smoothed her wrinkled skirt. She

family is respected in New York. Warren de

ared out

ripping with pride. "She is a perfect lady. And you will never, ever cr

se in her throat. She remembered Karrie

ckpack. She pulled out a battered textbook she ha

to read. It was an advanced AP Physics

filled with complex equatio

she recognized the dense academic formatting. "You think staring at a book you obviously can't

on the page, mentally solving a brutal physics

appeared through the windshield. The glass bu

ty center and climbed into a highly e

wrought-iron gates. The security guard c

manicured French gardens. A massive st

ntically rubbed the smudged makeup from he

ace," Elvie snapped at Celina. "Don

d at the massive mansion. This was the ca

ourtyard and stopped smoothly at t

maids stood in a line. Their eyes flicked ov

kers hit the pristine stone driveway. She

vision caught the reflection

r side of the co

h. It sat there quietly, but it radiated

the Bentley. She fo

h, all the color drained from h

grabbed Celina's wris

rembling with raw panic. "Do not look at that c

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Lan Zhen Romance

“My biological mother finally came to the rundown trailer park to take me to her wealthy new family in New York. But instead of the good life she promised, I was treated worse than a stray dog. My stepbrother broke my legs with a golf club just for fun, while my perfect stepsister smiled and watched. My mother didn't even try to stop them. She let them lock me in a car and set it on fire. I was burned alive, the smell of gasoline and toxic smoke filling my lungs as they walked away with my life. Until my last agonizing breath, I couldn't understand why my own flesh and blood hated me so much. Why did I have to die just so her new family could thrive? Opening my eyes again, the smell of smoke vanished, replaced by the cheap coffee of the diner I worked at. I was seventeen again, on the exact day the black Bentley pulled up to take me away. This time, I wasn't going to be their victim. I deliberately stalled our departure, saving us from the massive highway pileup that was supposed to be my grave. And when my stepbrother threw a metal dart at my face on my first day back, I didn't just dodge. I let New York's most ruthless billionaire step in, ruining his ten-million-dollar watch in the process. "Since that hand likes to throw things, I will take the hand as payment." Watching my arrogant stepfamily fall to their knees and beg for mercy, I knew my revenge had just begun.”