Sold to a Dead Man, I Became a Billionaire's Heiress

Chapter 6

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pointing at Ava and wailing, "It was her! She shoved that lightbulb int

were fixed on Ava, waiting for her answer

her with the same question. Something in he

others paused. Then Miles, the youngest, a professional g

party had started it. He waved a hand, and a bodyguard immediate

moment and began to deal with

said gently to Ava, "This isn't the place to talk. Co

estion that was on her mind. "The information I receive

t. We weren't sure how you felt about the Kensington name and were afraid of scaring you off.

y, "And you didn't! Ava, you're just as kind as Mom was

t push him away. The weight of his a

an MMA champion; Silas, the sixth, a concert pianist; and Miles, the se

and magazines. She knew those faces, but now they

ome because the family disapproved of her relationship. She had later passed aw

m the grief of losing his daughter and granddaughter and had only s

usly ill, Ava looked toward the cars,

e coffee shop, and Julian

ked over at Megan, who was being carried

. And this Shaw family... find out how they treated Ava for the

assistant repl

of the Rolls-Royce. The door closed, shutt

unded her, fussing over her, afrai

"If I had known those two women were so awful, I would have handled it.

a bottle of water. "Don't listen to him. Don

eat, not sure where to put her han

ssing city. From this moment on, he

towards the Kensington fam

senses. She realized she had offended someone incred

ved from Megan's mouth, but her jaw was dislocat

Mrs. Cooper's assistant, reminding her of

humb hovering over the screen. S

essage and sent i

s car, Julian was asking abou

g everything about "J" and

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“For ten years, the Shaw family mansion was nothing but a cold prison for their adopted daughter, Ava Mckenzie. The illusion of family shattered completely when her adoptive father slammed a contract on the table, ordering her to marry a dead man just to secure a five-million-dollar investment for his failing company. At that exact moment, Ava looked out the window to see her fiancé passionately kissing her stepsister in a parked car. Megan strutted inside moments later, flaunting Ava's stolen diamond ring and mocking her "dirt-poor" biological roots. Her adoptive mother sneered, threatening to throw Ava out on the streets if she didn't agree to the posthumous marriage to repay her debt for being raised. They surrounded her like vultures, waiting for her to break down, cry, and submit to being sold off to a ghost. Looking at their greedy, expectant faces, Ava's ice-blue eyes held no tears, only a chilling emptiness. She had spent a decade being their obedient, invisible shadow, enduring their endless abuse. Did they really think she would just let them destroy her future for a dead man's money? Instead of begging, Ava stood up and delivered a crisp, echoing slap across Megan's smug face. "I'll sign it. But tomorrow, we officially terminate my adoption." Leaving her stunned abusers behind, she packed her single worn-out suitcase, walked out the door without a backward glance, and pulled out a heavily encrypted phone to track down her real bloodline-completely unaware that seven powerful billionaire brothers in Manhattan were already tearing the city apart to bring her home.”