Too Late For Regret: The True Heiress

Chapter 6

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in park, and connected her phone to the car's Blueto

emergency room!" Eleanor Beaumont's voice was a shrill blade, devoid of any

wn," Stella replied, h

f rage. "How can you say something so vile? You know how fragile she is

ness. She'd woken up in a hospital bed three days later, her body a tapestry of bruises and broken bones. The police had

uiet. "Do you remember my car accident? When I

"That was an accident! What doe

were you and Father at a different hospital, holding Isabelle's hand w

racking with indignation. "Isabelle has been delicate sin

ng into her bones. "You were worried about her. You've always been w

ou are im

g to one of command. "Ethan has told me everything. You go to that hos

ed. "You want me to

ver. The reputation of the Beaumont family is

Stella asked, he

You can consider yourself disowned. I will cancel your credit cards and freeze you

was her family. A weapon

olish, childish wish for a mother

h," Stella

ded th

opened her contacts, found the entr

filled her chest.

out into traffic. But she wasn't hea

news alerts!" Kaylynn's voice was

down the tidal wave of emotion. "I'

now, infused with the

ng wasn't canceled because she was left at the altar. It was can

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Too Late For Regret: The True Heiress

Anastasia Paige Romance

“Three weeks before the wedding, Stella Beaumont stood in a luxury boutique, encased in a million-dollar custom gown. It was the perfect dress for her perfect, arranged marriage into the Carlisle empire. Then her phone buzzed with a photo from her best friend. It was her fiancé, Ethan, tenderly escorting her perpetually ill stepsister, Isabelle, out of an OB/GYN clinic. When Stella confronted him, Ethan coldly offered her a one-way ticket to Paris as hush money. Down in the lobby, Isabelle faked a dramatic collapse to frame her. Ethan violently shoved Stella aside to cradle his mistress. Soon after, Stella's own mother called. "Get on your knees and beg Isabelle for forgiveness, or you are no longer a Beaumont!" When Stella refused, her mother instantly disowned her and froze every single one of her bank accounts. For years, her biological parents had treated her like a disposable commodity while showering the fake daughter with love. Now, they thought they could strip her of her funds and force her to swallow this ultimate humiliation. But they had no idea who they were dealing with. Stella didn't shed a single tear. She shredded the custom gown, shoved Isabelle's head into a freezing plaza fountain, and posted the cheating evidence online for all of New York society to see. Then, bypassing her frozen family trust, she pulled out a mysterious, limitless black card with a royal crest. "I'm not the jilted fiancée. I'm the one who ended it." She was done playing the obedient pawn. It was time to flip the board.”