Reborn And Remade: Ruining My Heartless CEO Ex

Chapter 6

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en with the cool calculation of a negotiator, not a girl dragged

nd poured himself a fresh, clean gla

shrieked, "Desmond, don't listen

oked at Desmond. "Could I have a g

houlders slightly hunched-not f

n, who quickly return

a touch of color back to her pale cheeks. She took a sm

t have to be afraid. Just a few questions. If you've

ether. She could either refuse and look guilty, or agree a

stion. Did you bring a h

instinctively. "Yes. It's in t

ant. "Could you pl

, who gave a slight nod.

fond of perfume, aren't you? I c

ut her fingers twitched at her side.

fany's crocodile leather handbag.

a powder compact, and a sma

ss, odorless-easy to hide in something already made to be

. "You're lying!" Her voice cracked on

won't mind if we have this 'per

a test, Tiffany's

ust pulled a tactical knife from Grant's belt and drove it into the marble t

rasp. "Tell me the truth. Or I'll have Grant throw you to the wol

d out. At the word "wolves," a sob tore loose, and her legs

"I did it! The drug is in the perfume bottle! One of my

off with a sin

ski name hang in the air, tied to the drug

at Grant. "Did

ward. "Yes, sir.

ing on the pathetic heap that was T

n the Montgomery and Kowalski corporations is terminated. I'll also be se

cheeks. She didn't fight when Grant hauled her up by the arm a

aware of his own pulse-too fast, too heavy. A low heat spr

veins on the back o

. It was

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“Chloe Clark was the envy of Manhattan, engaged to the tech world's golden boy who had just promised her a wedding for the ages. But days later, her face was melting off, destroyed by corrosive acid disguised as her daily skin toner. Enduring excruciating pain, she stumbled to his office for answers, only to find him holding her best friend and maid of honor. Through the cracked door, she recorded their chilling laughter. "That acid worked wonders. No one will ever associate her with that disfigured face again." "Her value is exhausted. I have her formula, so she's useless to me now." When she burst in to confront them, they didn't even pretend to be sorry. Instead, they shoved her hard against a desk, snatched her voice recorder, and threw her out of the high-rise window. As the glittering city lights spun into a terrifying vortex, the ultimate betrayal tore her apart. Her love and her friendship were nothing but a lie, just stepping stones on their path to ruin her. Why did she have to die like garbage while they stole everything she had built? But she didn't hit the concrete. She woke up choking in a freezing river, staring at her unblemished, seventeen-year-old hands. She had been reborn, back to the exact day her adoptive mother pushed her off a cliff in the Montana wilderness. Climbing out of the icy water, a cold smile crept onto her face; this time, she would make them all pay in blood.”