Jilted Ex? I'm The Lost Heiress

Chapter 3

Word Count: 948 | Released on: 18/05/2026

o the bustling lobby of Meridian Pharmaceuticals. Her footsteps echoed sharply on

t right

rched over from the reception desk, flanked by two uncomfortable-looking secur

rawing the attention of the arriving employe

d as ice. "These are my personal ef

bly close. "We can't have a bitter ex-employee stealin

maculate in his tailored suit. Clinging tightly to his arm was Jessica, wearing a so

e demanded, his voice laced

ve. "Please, let Lana go. Even if she took some office supplies, it's fine. She lost her job an

nding pity. "Jessica is too kind for her own good. But Meridian is a professional com

r the guards. She violently swatted t

amed photo of Wayne and Lana scattered across th

inding her designer heel right into Lana's pr

fectly straight, watching this family

ss. She snatched it up with a triumphant gasp. "Aha! I knew it! Wha

"Lana, you're crossing the line. Give

hilling smile spread across her lips. It was a smile so devo

lder, Whitney?" Lana ask

dominance, she gripped the thick folder and violently ripped it in hal

ng the shredded paper into the air like confetti. "Y

r head on Wayne's shoulder. "Lana

sed laugh. She looked at Wayne, h

early through the lobby. "Do you know wh

t facade wavered

very word dropping like an anvil. "It contained the proprietary synthesis formula for Meridian's flags

onist stopped typing. Everyone knew Delta La

rrogant smirk freezing

hone from her designer purse, dial

er voice radiating absolu

of Delta Lab answered instantly, his respect

pidly paling face. "The contract is officially void. Release the termination notice to the press. Notify

Day. Releasing the

hun

e. His arrogance, his superiority, his disgus

g her startled yelp, and stumbled down the marble steps.

n. "You fired a 'cold machine', Wayne. But you forgot that this ma

lently as he frantically clawed at the shredded pieces of the blue folder, desper

r as she realized she had just single-ha

She stepped over the shattered glass an

he bright morning lig

done. Chec

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Jilted Ex? I'm The Lost Heiress

Tabbie Platt Modern

“I sat in the corner booth of a high-end restaurant, clutching a velvet-wrapped box to celebrate the multi-million dollar funding I had just secured for our company. My boyfriend, Wayne, finally walked in forty-five minutes late, but he wasn't alone. My best friend Jessica was clinging to his arm, her hand resting protectively over a twelve-week baby bump. "We're breaking up, Lana," Wayne said, refusing to even look at me. "Jessica fits the image of a CEO's wife better. Investors want pedigree, and your orphan background is a liability for the IPO." When I refused to hand over my patents for a measly severance check, the betrayal turned physical. His mother called me a "gutter rat" and threw a bowl of scalding soup onto my neck, while Wayne threatened to sue me for corporate espionage to ruin my reputation. They threw me out of the apartment I helped pay for, laughing as I stood on the sidewalk with nothing but a duffel bag and a burned shoulder. I couldn't wrap my head around the cruelty. How could the man I built a pharmaceutical empire for treat me like a disposable parasite? Did they honestly believe I was a nameless nobody they could just erase after stealing my life's work? But as Wayne stepped out to mock me one last time, a fleet of silver Rolls Royces pulled up to the curb, boxing in his car and stopping traffic. A man in white gloves stepped out and bowed deeply toward me. "Welcome home, Miss Delacroix," he said, his voice echoing across the street. "Your parents have been waiting twenty years for this moment." Wayne watched in frozen horror as I stepped into the luxury car, finally realizing that the "orphan" he had just discarded was actually the long-lost heir to the most powerful family in the country.”