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Reborn From Flames: The Billionaire's Bride

Chapter 9 

Word Count: 913    |    Released on: Today at 11:15

ets until it reached the Upper East Side. The vehicle slowed down and came

ainst the cobblestone driveway. She took a deep breath, filling her lungs with the famil

ped into the grand foyer. A group of maids had gathered near the staircase

as Carmel's most loyal crony and had spent years making the original Alia's life miserable. She held a

her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Why are you sneaking bac

led giggles. It was clear that in this house, the legit

like she would have in her past life. She st

heer, suffocating pressure radiating from Alia ma

le word was spoken softly, but i

t and rolled her eyes. "Miss, I am in the middle of my

feather duster directly toward Alia's face

peed. She grabbed the thick wooden handle of the duster mid-swing. H

elled, a mix of shock and anger twisti

ith a sudden, violent force. A loud crack echoed through

d. She lost her footing and crashed hard onto the marble st

wide, terrified eyes. They could not process that the usuall

nda's face. She looked down at the sprawling woman. "A dog

oiling over into rage. "You hit me! I am te

nce between them. She lowered her voice to a lethal whisper. "The Madam?Are you referring to t

thunderbolt. The maids gasped co

de of gray. She stuttered, "N-no...

ing bravado. "On the 15th of last month, you stole two bottles of 1982 Lafite fro

e body began to shake uncontrollably. That transaction wa

Islands under your son's name. The account number ends in 4409.

web in her previous life. Now, it was a lethal weapon

Brenda scrambled onto her knees, throwing hersel

things and get out of this manor immediately. If you are still in New Yo

n," Alia delivered the final, crushing

heir heads bowed, too terrified to breathe loudly, pr

ircase like a queen inspecting her territory. She reached the second-floor landing, her heels clicking against th

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Reborn From Flames: The Billionaire's Bride
Reborn From Flames: The Billionaire's Bride
“Alia was trapped in a burning warehouse, the thick smoke tearing at her throat. Outside the heavy iron door, her stepsister Cherri laughed. "Gaylen never loved you. He spent two years playing the devoted boyfriend just to get the security codes to the Vanderbilt family vault. You were nothing but a convenient, stupid key." Cherri even revealed that Alia's stepfather had deliberately cut the brake lines on her mother's car. The betrayal tore through Alia's nervous system. As the burning roof collapsed, the iron door burst open. Ansel Vanderbilt, the ruthless Wall Street king she had feared her entire life, charged through the flames. His custom suit charred instantly as he shielded her small body with his own. He cried into her neck, choosing to burn to ashes right by her side. Until her last agonizing breath, Alia didn't understand. Why did her family hate her so much? And why was this terrifying man the only one willing to embrace death with her? Opening her eyes again, Alia wasn't dead. She was lying in the penthouse suite of the Waldorf Astoria, staring at Ansel's sleeping face. She had returned to exactly five years ago-the day her stepsister and boyfriend drugged her and set her up for a ruinous sex scandal. Hearing the chaotic footsteps of paparazzi approaching the door, a murderous hatred flooded her chest. This time, the real reckoning had just begun.”