Reborn Heiress: Telepathic Hearts She Conquers

Chapter 9

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rst onto the massive, soft bed. She stared blankly at the ce

ughie in her head, making sure she hadn't left

organizing the list of corporate spies Hug

. She wore her reading glasses. Her hand gripped a Montblanc

er mind. Senior Vice President

name down so fast and hard that the sha

or the fourth quarter onto his personal cloud

g air. She drew a heavy, violent re

r of the Legal Department, Sarah Jenkins. She took a tw

ch. The Chief Compliance Officer turning traito

e last one. And the Executive Direc

lled over, buried her face in the pillow

he three names. Her silk blouse was

reakfast. She dressed in a sharp,

ac Escalade and rode in complete silence to the G

division-a team built years ago after a hostile data breach. Katie walked into the freezing server room. She

these three people have made in the last six months," Katie ord

The frantic, heavy clacking of mec

rity walked up to Katie. His face was p

us, anomalous data flows. Markus Vance's credentials had attempt

shred of hope she had for Hughie

vate number of an old friend in the FBI's F

ndered out into the massive gardens, completely unawa

nhouse and spotted several rare, mutated-

down to inspe

h of light erupted from behind t

behind a stone pillar, her eyes lockin

ed a scrawny paparazzi photographer by the collar of his ja

from a deceptive angle, making it look like she was kn

ed. Alyssa reached in and snatched it. The screen lit up with a text from an unsave

. She looked down at the trembling man, a c

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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.”