Rising From The Ashes: Her Sweet Revenge

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t and forgiving. Chloe Turner lay on a reclining medical

e last piece of medical tape. Her movements were precise, the han

d softly. "Are you absolutely sure abou

d steady, replied. "I have to go back. And Ch

ed into a rapid,

her, then a third. Chloe, exhausted but alive, hol

ngry burn scars, gritting her teeth as she forced her

hind her. The one hundred million dollars, the price of her life, had not been for survival. She had deposited the check long before the fire, afte

e clinic. Maya began to unwi

voice continued, strong

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ld up a

s and a jawline that could cut glass. It was a face of breathtaking, aggressive beauty. Only the eyes re

n of her new cheek. She studied the reflection,

ner," she

of identity documents. The name on the c

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e oversized sunglasses and a blood-red trench coat. She pushed a luggage cart with one hand. Per

er, Liam, had a charming, infectious grin. The girl, Lily, was a

lasses. She looked up at the fami

spread across her

she murmured

of her coat. "Mommy," he asked in a small

ough Joey's chest. She quickly knelt, her expr

entle. "We're here to start a new life.

Lily just watched the bustling

cool determination. She pulled out her phon

ugh the line. "Welcome home, Yo

rifted to a massive electro

arlisle Group global initiative. He looked older, more mature. The lines around his

y, endorsing a luxury makeup brand. She was a star now, h

y's eyes, so fleeting it was almos

er childre

er voice bright. "Let'

eps even and graceful. Each click of her heels on the

tain wa