The Neglected Heiress: Now Watch Me Rule

Chapter 3

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d caution, afraid of marring a single strand. In the polished glass, my reflection stared back-fair-skinned, soft-feature

" chosen to stay by his side instead of fleeing like Arlene. A cold, mocking smile tugged at my heart. Men were truly

nt, gloating edge creeping into her to

on her reflection in

r of House Beaumont, Weston, has never cared much for that Arlene. He's instructed

aded dandy. Even in my past life, he had never been capable of anything but pe

ll those years ago. That ridiculous brazier ritual had left her flustered and humiliated, he

new fate. She was walking straight into her own ruin. I would see just how long her weak, power

idle curiosity, "What sort o

ver a blazing brazier to burn away outside 'bad luck.' Just imagine-she's nothing but a crude military brat from the fortress.

and satisfied within my chest. Perfect. Exactly as I remembered. Rebirth

brothers?" I shifte

ung Masters Dominic and Conrad both say to treat her as if she never existed. Whatever b

rlene had been utterly cast aside by her family. Only then co

it to her. "Keep a close watch. Report every scrap

ith delight. She bowed repeatedly in than

finally slipped, revealing the venomous malice hidden beneath. Arlene, my foolish, delusional sister. Di

ily resources, the glory and status-was meant to be mine

eet, pin you down so thoroughly you can never break free. You will watch helplessly as I clim

u face now is on

it was far beyond my sight, I could picture the scene vividly in my mind. Right this moment, she must be

Sanch

s approached me. Slightly plump in stature, with a sharp, unkind face, she wore a cri

unmasked contempt. "You must be Arlene Sanchez," she dr

gaze evenl

ering under their breath. Their eyes wandered over me openly, examin

ants standing behind her, holding a large brass brazier. Charcoal blazed fie

ew arrivals must cross this purification brazier to cleanse any i

stinctively stepped forward, trying

coming trick devised by that spoiled brat Weston Beaumont. In my past life, I had hesitated here, flustered and nervous. A str

break me with the

of it screaming that she relished carrying out her young master's petty hum

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“In my past life, I spent twenty years breaking my bones just to earn a single scrap of my father's approval. I gave my brother the military strategies that bought his captaincy, and accepted a hollow betrothal to a noble heir to secure the Kowalski family's power. But when the vampire legions shattered the border, my family volunteered me as a sacrifice. They shipped me to the front lines in an unarmored wagon, telling the imperial court I wanted to be a martyr. I fought with broken blades until my palms were shredded to the bone, desperately waiting for my brother Dominic's cavalry to relieve the gatehouse. When he finally walked into the blood-soaked courtyard, his sword was perfectly clean. "Your death is worth far more to the Kowalski name than your life ever was, little sister," he smiled. Then, he drove a dragonblood spike straight through my chest. As I burned to ash from the inside out, I realized my half-sister had planned to steal my fiancé all along, and my father had traded my corpse for a political seat. I had worked like a pack mule for a family that viewed me as nothing but disposable cattle. Opening my eyes, the phantom pain vanished, replaced by the smell of oiled leather and old parchment. I was back in the twentieth year of my life, sitting in the mediation chamber for my parents' divorce. "Sign the document, Arlene," my father barked, expecting me to pledge my loyalty to his household once again. I didn't lower my head to beg this time. I leaned back in my chair, looked him dead in the eye, and chose my mother.”