Reborn Heiress: Marrying My Ex's Disabled Uncle

Chapter 3 No.3

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k, expectant silence f

ion. Juliana brought a hand to her mouth, her eyes wide with feigned disbelief. She looked from the velvet box in

d borrowed it months ago, claiming he wanted it professionally cleaned before the wedding. I'd never thought t

sincerity. "Jules, I know things have been difficult for y

casual, dismissive glance. His voice dropped, but it was pitched just loud enoug

e crowd. I could feel their pity, their morbi

raw with pain, screaming at him. The tears streaming down my face. The way everyone had looked at me-not w

who had cri

ply watched, my face a placid mask, like I was

g in their cruel victory, waiting for my inevitab

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han rage. The smile stopped them cold. Brett's confident smirk faltered. Juliana's t

a glass of champagne from a passing waiter's tray. The crys

rhythm on the polished marble. Each step was a death knell for the girl

ering on the bracelet now clasped around

to pull her hand back, then caught hers

ture that was purely for show. His brows furrowed. "Ange

red them both. I rais

s face. They expected me to smash the glass. Instead, my lips parted. My v

to Juliana's anxious one, and I

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Reborn Heiress: Marrying My Ex's Disabled Uncle

Leo Fairchild Mafia

“I died in a hospital bed while my fiancé Brett and my stepsister Juliana toasted my inheritance in the next room. The lemonade she fed me wasn't kindness-it was a cardiac suppressant. The asset transfer I signed wasn't protection-it was my epitaph. As my heart monitor flatlined, I swore one thing: If I get another life, I will destroy them both. Then I opened my eyes. Crystal chandelier. Champagne. My twenty-second birthday party. Brett is about to humiliate me by gifting Juliana my mother's diamond bracelet. The crowd is waiting for the heiress to break down and cry. This time, I don't cry. I smile. I walk past them without a word. And I go straight to the man everyone has forgotten-Brett's disabled uncle, Marcello Kane, who's been rotting in a wheelchair for a decade. In front of all New York's elite, I make my choice. Not Brett. Not tears. Him. They think I've lost my mind. But I've just won the war. Because Marcello Kane isn't broken. He's a predator in disguise. And together, we're going to burn their empire to the ground.”