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Reborn Heiress: Escaping The Cheating Fiancé

Chapter 4

Word Count: 842 | Released on: 22/05/2026

he gap in the heavy curtains, war

eyes. A dull, throbbing pai

resting on her forehead. S

ting on the edge of the mattress. Deep dark circles stained

The memory of her mother dying in the fi

hand and gently brushed a strand

up straight, panic flashing in her eyes. She immed

leanor breathed out,

rms tightly around Christabel. "T

ck. Her eyes hardened into cold

om door p

ter. The tension in his broad shoulders fina

lass. His voice was

sedative mixed with a hallucino

p of the water. It s

lice about the hotel

heck. The security cameras in that hallway

rranged that. She simply nodded, looking down at her

phone vibrated viol

creen, and his face instantly t

rned on the flat-screen TV mounted on the wall.

photos of Jaylon. He was on the hotel

the screen read: MONTGOMERY HEIR FO

erated shock, speculating about

d covered her mou

ith rage. "That shamel

ible smirk touched the corner of her lips. Glenwo

ock sounded

ng a porcelain bowl of hot soup. H

screen and let out

ands. A few drops of hot liqu

p with tears. "How could Jaylon do something

y's pathetic acting. Her v

ked. "Did someone hold a gun to his

her cheeks. She looked at Arthur and Eleanor, wai

too massive. The humiliation to

rying. Go back to your room. We

Arthur. She lowered her head and backed out of the room, h

fell sile

She looked at her parents. He

t and grabbed

every word carefully. "I wa

at each other. There was n

he Sanders family will not tol

his assistant. "Get the car ready.

he watched her father march out of the room.

r her phone on

h a new text message

has just

hill ran down her spine as she realized the terrifying extent of Glenwood's re

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“In her past life, Christabel was locked in an abandoned medical facility, her fingers crushed and her vision blurred with her own blood. Her stepsister, Hilary, stood over her in a pristine white Chanel suit, smiling as she delivered the final blow. "Derrick's plane went down. No survivors." Hilary whispered the words with fake pity, throwing a stack of newspapers directly at Christabel's face. The bold headlines screamed about the Sanders family's absolute bankruptcy and liquidation. Christabel's parents and brother had already died trying to protect her. Now, Hilary was sealing her inside this rusted, pitch-black room to rot away completely. Christabel couldn't even move her dead limbs to fight back. She could only wait for her heartbeat to stop, drowned in absolute, crushing helplessness. She hated herself for being so blind, for letting Hilary and her fiancé Jaylon manipulate her, destroy her family, and steal everything she ever loved. In her final agonizing second, a vicious curse echoed in her mind. She swore that if she had another chance, she would drag them all to hell. Then, a violent sensation of falling ripped through her, and her eyes snapped open. Blinding light from a crystal chandelier stabbed her eyes, and an unnatural, burning heat rushed through her veins. She had been reborn. She was back at eighteen, in the exact hotel room where Hilary and Jaylon had plotted to drug her and ruin her reputation forever. This time, the show was hers to direct.”