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Outcast To Queen: The Knight's Vengeful Bride

Chapter 9 

Word Count: 821    |    Released on: Today at 15:00

orathy's heel ground brutally

antly recoiled her foot, throwing herself b

tightly, letting out a

t of nowhere! She tried to sna

g as always. She only saw her precious Dorathy weeping on the

oss her aged fa

king you away was far too merciful!

her mother-in-law, he

  what  the  truth is! Tell  Grandma  what  she  

her daughter's pleading face to her moth

h, and the ultimate

, dropping her gaze to the floor. "I just came

re painful than the heel that had ground into her arm, more

sound filled her ears. She couldn't e

over her!" Agatha's disgust was absolute. "I don

ut through the blur, she saw the faces of her family-her grandmother's righteous fury, her mother's cowering fear, and her sister

us fire in her chest. As Agatha began her tirade, ac

. I don't need you to." She

ossip rag in this city. I will tell them how the 'chaste' Dorathy Hayes stole her sis

nate. Agatha's face turned a mottled, ugly red, th

ure utterly shattered. "You insolent, un

ne with nothing left to lose. "I have nothing left to fear from you, Agatha. You

hreat of scandal, the sheer, naked defiance from the girl she ha

voice cracking. "You will not speak to me l

with fury. "The study! Now! Bring me the

, "Mother, plea

Agatha snapped at her

ed to fetch the cane, a sound cut through the chaos.

ze, their heads snapp

front doorway, having easily passed the ma

red dark suit, yet he looked compl

t injured girl, the crimson-faced enraged matriarch, the terrified

ng men in crisp black suits

ominic said, his deep voice cold and smooth .

a faint, almost imperceptible flicker o

to collect my fiancée. I never expected to

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Outcast To Queen: The Knight's Vengeful Bride
Outcast To Queen: The Knight's Vengeful Bride
“Chloe Hayes went to her fiancé's luxury apartment on a rainy night to surprise him with homemade soup. Inside, she found her fiancé, Branden, tangled in the sheets with her sister, Dorathy. The soup spilled like blood on the marble floor as they coldly told her she was just in the way. Fleeing the betrayal, Chloe sought refuge at her adoptive family's estate, only to face a worse nightmare. Dorathy had already twisted the truth. The family didn't believe a single word Chloe said. Her grandmother slapped her, her mother turned a blind eye, and in the ensuing struggle, Chloe was shoved down the grand staircase. Lying at the bottom of the stairs with blood pooling from her head, Chloe heard her grandmother's chilling order. "No ambulance. Don't let her die in my house and cause a scandal." Her sister smirked from above. All the love and loyalty she had given this family for twenty years meant absolutely nothing. She was just a disposable stray. As she crawled out of the gates and collapsed into the muddy street, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom glided to a stop beside her. Out stepped Dominic Knight-Branden's ruthless, untouchable uncle, and the true head of the Knight family. He wrapped his expensive coat around her shivering body and gently picked her up. Since they wanted to destroy her, she would just have to return as their worst nightmare: the new Mrs. Knight.”