Reborn From Flames: The Billionaire's Bride

the heavy glass coffee table, her bare feet making no sound on the thi

. A mocking smile touched the corners of her mouth. Her vo

d. Is that why you brought a pack of hyenas to kick down my door?" Ali

a's dead stare. She forced her voice to sound desperate. "I... I was

arazzi for the New York Gossip instead?" Alia's words were a surgica

y trying to hide his camera behind his ba

phone. The screen was already glowing. She pulled up a document-a cal

. "Explain this. Why did you call this exact reporter t

pure horror. The blood drained from her face, leaving her lo

d their lenses away from Alia and aimed them directly at Cherri. The flas

You want to completely destroy the Stanton family's reputation just so you, a stepdaught

entence in their circles. Cherri could not handle the pres

g me!" Cherri deployed her usual tactic, biting

t to beg for mercy. Alia took a sharp step back, kicki

dle dirty money," Alia said, her voi

hat a fantastic performance. Calling a setup 'concern.' T

had completely turned. They came for a dirty scandal, but

tory ran tomorrow, she would be permane

t and wild. "Stop filming! Get out! If any of you publish a

ffed loudly. "Miss Sharp, you seem to forget you are just a s

ecurity. She let out a piercing scream and lunged at

ith military precision. They grabbed Cherri by the arms, li

llpaper. She struggled pathetically, her expe

Cherri could hear the venom in her words. "This is just the beginning,

. A cold, suffocating terr

ce the reporters, her posture shifting

false word about me in tomorrow's papers, the legal team of th

e, using the Vanderbilt name as the

ilts. They nodded hastily, clutching their equipment

her hand.The bodyguard let go of Cherri.