Claimed By The Cheating Fiancé's Ruthless Uncle

Chapter 9

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eath five-tier crystal chandeliers, filled with hundr

ne. She wore no diamond necklaces, but the fluid drape of the fabric accentuated he

a glass beside Jaylynn, who wore a heavy emerald gown at

om. She whispered something to Elton and marched ov

wing up here after what you di

she were made of glass. "Enjoyi

contract this morning. This isn't your party anymore-it's our engagement celebration. Once

ebrow. Demetrius res

, sharp footsteps clic

ing with diamonds, walked up to Annabel,

r her breath. "I told the guards to let you in just so you could s

to her and then discarded her like trash to rais

"You're an ungrateful little stray. Watch your p

bronze entrance do

the ballroom

security specialists. He wore a midnight-blue bespoke tuxedo, his p

ved past the guests, practically jogging toward

for honoring us with your presence!

him, his dark eyes never once

guests parted like wa

abel stood, stopping two feet in front of her. His dark

e said, his deep voice carrying

sp echoed acros

edith stood paralyzed, her champa

her voice steady. "Mr. Franc

down until only she could hear him. "I gave

and tried to place a hand on Demetrius's sleeve.

idn't even

antly, gripping Jaylynn's shoulder and

o the marble floor, her expensive emerald gown tearing a

rrified of Demetrius to ev

last, lingering look before

grand doors at the back of the hall

us voice rang

l laid a han

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“I stood outside the hotel suite, listening to the muffled gasps of my fiancé, Elton, tangled in the silk sheets with my stepsister, Jaylynn. He thought I was just his poor, obedient assistant. To save his failing company, he planned to steal my architectural blueprints, claim them as his own, and hand all the credit to his new mistress. At the high-society gala, they cornered me in front of the city's elite. Jaylynn flaunted her stolen emeralds and mocked my plain clothes, while Elton demanded I sign over my intellectual property or be blacklisted from the industry forever. Even my biological mother stepped forward, throwing a severance check at my chest in front of the crowd. "You're an ungrateful little stray. Take the money and get out of Jaylynn's life before you ruin her engagement!" They looked at me with absolute disgust, waiting for me to break down, cry, and beg for their mercy. But they had no idea who they were actually stepping on. They didn't know the blueprints they stole were laced with a federal copyright trap that would instantly bankrupt them. And they certainly didn't know that the "destitute orphan" they were bullying was actually the sole heiress to a fourteen-billion-dollar sovereign trust. I calmly took the check, locked in the copyright strike, and walked straight toward Elton's most ruthless backer-the billionaire Demetrius Franco. "Don't you agree that revenge should be theatrical?" I whispered. This time, I was going to pull the floor out from under them all.”