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Reborn Heiress: Marrying My Ex's Disabled Uncle

Chapter 7 No.7

Word Count: 562    |    Released on: Today at 19:18

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from Marcello's alcove

sin Zara and a few other sycophantic members of the younger Callahan set. He had clearly been waiting for me, stew

enacing. "What the hell did you say to hi

honestly, Brett. She probably went crying on his shoulder. It

ression cool and dismissive. My silence was a b

ile spread across his face. "You need to face reality, Angela. Grandfather is ol

h his height. "The leadership position is already as good as mine

pping false concern. "You're making a mistake. Apolo

the old rules, completely oblivious to the fact that I had just rewritten the

his eyes. He raised his voice, as if volume could make his words true. "Do you really think Grandfat

ening. He had handed

ng the chilling finality of a death senten

lowed a small, mocking smile to touch my lips. I looked

were the one I wa

outh slightly open. The arrogant smirk wiped cle

jaw dropped. The

e was the prize, and I was the desperate contestant. It had neve

hem, my shoulder almost brushing Brett's, and continued t

him suck in a sharp breath. He whirled around, his eyes

e

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Reborn Heiress: Marrying My Ex's Disabled Uncle
Reborn Heiress: Marrying My Ex's Disabled Uncle
“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.”