Reborn Heiress: Telepathic Hearts She Conquers

Chapter 6

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into her mouth. She licked the greasy butter

r head respectfully toward Julian. "Sir, Mr. Hugh

hot up from her chair. A bright, exc

ar. The fear from the fork incident vanis

deep satisfaction. Hughie was the gol

topped chewing. She alm

inal plot in her head. Warni

The final b

her mental voice echoed clearly i

ped toward Alyssa, who was curr

m the foyer. Hughie Stone walked into

golden hair was styled flawlessly. His bright b

en he walked straight to Estelle, took her h

deeply. They looked like a perfec

the romantic scene, fighting the urge

This snake in sheep's clothing. He smiles like a prince now,

assumed Alyssa was just projecting he

t standing right there, Tristan would hav

weird tension in the room. His eyes swep

cheap gray tracksuit,

a mask of deep concern. "Alyssa. I heard

plastic face. She wanted to sma

d," Alyssa r

n crossed Hughie's eyes, but his

fully wrapped boxes. "I brought these back from Paris

absurd mind-reading phenomenon out of her he

ed Hughie out, leaving A

e last green apple from the fruit

lyssa calculated in her head. According to the timeli

to leave, he heard the words "shorting projec

eraged financial derivative project proposed by t

, who was just aggressively chewing her apple. A ma

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“I survived a zombie apocalypse, only to wake up in the shattered body of a fake heiress who had just jumped off a Hamptons balcony. The wealthy Gallagher family stared at my bloody heap with disgust, convinced my suicide attempt was just another manipulative stunt. But then, a supernatural glitch happened: my new family started hearing my uncensored inner thoughts. At the breakfast table, starving and traumatized from the wasteland, I accidentally broadcasted my desperate craving for uncontaminated food. When the "perfect" future son-in-law, Hughie, walked in, my mind instantly recognized him. I mentally exposed his secret offshore shell companies and his plan to bankrupt the Gallaghers using toxic junk bonds. I watched the family patriarch drop his coffee cup, the entire room turning pale as corpses as my blood-soaked, sarcastic warnings echoed inside their skulls. I tried to expose the bastard out loud, but the universe's bizarre censorship laws physically choked me, forcing me to swallow the words. How was I supposed to save these naive, soft billionaires when I was literally gagged by the plot? Then, Hughie handed the real daughter an invitation to a Hamptons reality TV show-a show I knew was a rigged death trap meant to ruin her. I didn't panic. I just smiled and packed my bags. "I'm going on that show too." I slaughtered hordes of mutated freaks in the wasteland. Let's see how these high-society snakes handle a real apex predator.”