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Reborn Heiress: Escaping The Cheating Fiancé

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 857    |    Released on: 22/05/2026

hrough the massive windows

ng a sharp, tailored white blouse and s

sat slicing a piece of steak. When she saw Chris

efully. She picked up her coffee cup, took a slow sip,

etched, heavy a

ssure. She put her fork down a

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p down. The porcelain clinke

and stared directl

abel said, her voice flat. "Are you worried a

the table. Her knuckles turned w

hat you mean,"

crossed her arms over her chest, studying

l stated bluntly. "Are you going to sit there and tell me y

I just treat Jaylon like an older bro

napkin and dabbed the corner of

tally seen those disgusting, explicit chat logs on Hilary's phone. Every single word was

from Hilary's face. Sh

with Jaylon was flawless. She

it screeched against the hardwood f

" Hilary yelled, her vo

ly still. She uncrossed her arms and gest

u can have him," Christabel said lightly. "I

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for Christabel to be ruined, for Ch

. If Hilary took him now, she would be t

s wide with fear. "The Montgomery family

the table until she was standing right next

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, cold cheek. The gesture looked sweet, b

and walked out o

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from her pocket and d

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walked into her bedro

he keyboard, bypassing standard security protoco

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delayed

these nuclear bombs would drop directly into the

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Reborn Heiress: Escaping The Cheating Fiancé
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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.”