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Pursued By The Billionaire: Mystic Heiress

Pursued By The Billionaire: Mystic Heiress

Author: Abel Dean
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 670    |    Released on: 18/05/2026

asped

e pool flooded her nose and throat. She thrashed against the surface. Her phys

of the mystic leader of the Order of Xuan was overwriting the remnants of this fragile host. A surge of childish resentment, the g

was the marginalized biological heiress of th

d stark white as she pulled her heavy, soaked body out of the

ver her. The older w

cannot even swim properly. You are

She tried to force the girl bac

yes snap

ed a pure, murderous intent that instantly halted Dahlia'

logical fear. She leaned down, aggressiv

ly. She dodged the incoming gra

nsive heels lost their balance co

with an unnervingly precise grip that targeted the nerves. Her

echnique. A paralyzing shockwave of pain shot

dropped hard to her knees on the c

e wrist a fract

another word," L

erena Beaumont rushed out from the glass t

scene and immed

r aunt this instan

ely devoid of any daughterly affection. She looked at her

. She cried hysterically to Ser

She has psychoti

a. Her chest heaved

ala! Apologize to Dahlia immediately. If a scandal tanks

the absolute lack of maternal concern. Serena did

m her ruined dress. She complet

her hand high, aiming to slap Lan

ng hand mid-air. Her grip was

Serena's hand

r self-defense," Lana st

ack. The normally submissive girl suddenly

Her posture remained perfectly straig

's back entrance. She left her mother

she entered the grand hallway. She calculated her nex

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“Lana was the biological heiress of the wealthy Beaumont family, but she was treated worse than a stray dog. While her family hosted a lavish charity gala, a group of malicious socialites violently shoved her into the deep end of the estate pool. As she thrashed and choked on the heavy, chlorinated water, the girls just watched and laughed. When she finally managed to drag her dying body onto the wet tiles, her aunt Dahlia stood over her with a sneer. "Look at you. You are an embarrassment to this family." Dahlia then kicked Lana's wet hand, trying to force the drowning girl back into the deep end. Her biological mother, Serena, rushed out, but she did not care that her daughter was coughing up pool water. Instead, her mother raised her hand high, aiming to slap Lana across the face. "You are ruining our PR image! If a scandal tanks the company stock, I will throw you back to the slums!" The original Lana died in that cold pool, suffocated by the absolute lack of maternal concern and the cruel mockery of her abusers. Why did her own blood relatives despise her so much? How could a mother watch her child drown and only care about a charity gala? The fragile girl's soul shattered, leaving behind only a ghost of childish resentment and agonizing pain. But when Lana's eyes snapped open again, the gaze radiating from her pupils was freezing cold. The soul of a thousand-year-old mystic leader had just overwritten the remnants of this weak host. Catching her mother's descending hand mid-air, Lana crushed the lingering resentment with cold indifference, ready to make them all pay.”