Marrying His Rival: The Heiress's Sweet Revenge

arlisl

s of the presidential suite, looking down

bert Knight on the other end of the phone. He was the lead repr

. But are you certain you want to pull all investments now? The project is at a critical

ight, this is a decision from the Carlisle family, is it not?

d down on me, the "baker"? You'll soon learn that the career you're so

o the bathroom, sinking into a tub filled with hot water and rose pe

ge flashed in my mind: Julian and Scarlett, smiling in their "f

es, forcing th

black silk gown and sat at the vanity,

lian's name flashed on the screen. I l

his tone shifting from questionin

do? Why are you t

phone! You c

va. Please, can

ed my lips as I dragged hi

later, the doorbell of my su

and fury. He must have learned my location from Robert, as well a

y to the door

st. "Why would you do this? The 'Starli

rom behind him. "Julian, please don't be like

ing her son, Cody, looking fragile and pitiful.

ite, a flash of envy in their depths before

hter, "I know you're angry because of Julian and me. But the project is

oked at me with wide, fearful eyes and whisp

h ground. He released my wrist and stepped in front of Scarlett, shielding her as h

city. They had stolen my money and destroyed my li

the three of them. "Julian, when you were using my money to support you

ing designer clothes bought with my money, living in an apartment paid for with my mone

ever imagined I would know the de

colors. He tried to argue, "I'l

, my voice filled with disgus

prepared. In front of them, I wrote out a number, th

one to hear. "Consider it payment for your services these past seven years. N

atched the check from the air, tore it into tiny

a cold laugh. "This i

m and pressed the serv

. "Please escort these 'guests' out. From now on, they, and any dogs

s, they were forcibly "escorted" out. The closing door