Reborn to Burn: The Heiress's Revenge

sharp white wool suit skirt and black stiletto heels, driving uptow

hey walked toward the business school auditorium, passing students stared and whispered behind their hands.

w saying you got pregnant before marriage and went to Moun

?" Alexis asked calmly with

pus sorority board is calling you a hypocrite and planning a

ad, Bobbye stood surrounded by four or five girls in designer sweatshirts. One of her f

after doing dirty things, yet they still have

d on Chloe's sleeve, her

lties. We're family, and an upright person needn't fear

crossing her arms as her voice r

s on the dark web last night hiring trolls to post th

face stiffened before she force

pay people to smear you? You can't just bite everyo

rs pressed in on Alexis. She walked up the stone steps, her heels clicking

rooked shadow, and that we're family. Then let me

ont of the whole crowd, Bo

se I believe

ain why the medical record numbered MS-88902 posted on the forum

same second. Alexis pulled an official copy of her Mount Sinai medical record and a

tion lists, and discharge summaries are all complete, with zero gynecological surgery records. T

up the document and held the hospi

real one! The one on the

ned pale, stepping back to di

ocket. "The dark web hacker you hired takes sponsorship funding from the Sharpe Cybersecu

u must push the dirt about Alexis's abortion to the top of Columbia's trending list before

he back shouted, "Audio can be synth

e excuse and screamed

r, you're framing me! You bri

pulled a second stack

ments-order time, IP address, the three-thousand-dollar wire transfer, and your card e

dozens of cameras zoomed in on Bobbye's trembling face. Alexis stepped forward and shoved Bobbye's shoulder. Bobb

be delivered to your apartment this afternoon, Bobbye. En

way across the plaza, her phone buzzed in her palm: at 10:05 a.m., the first ba