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

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ngry burn scars, gritting her teeth as she forced her

e one hundred million dollars, the price of her life, had not been for survival. She had scanned the check for a mobile deposit moments before the first flame

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voice continued, strong

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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

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

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