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Chapter 18

Author: Fiery pen
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-14 07:34:14

NATALIE’S POV

Mia’s eyes burned into mine but I didn’t flinch.

Not when Mia smirked at me like a cat about to devour its prize. Not when Richard, the human furniture with wandering eyes, chimed in like a trained echo.

“After all, you said we needed vision and artistic preciseness,” Mia purred, tilting her head with mock innocence. “And who better to work solo on this than the creator herself?”

Did she really believe that saying I should work solo on my own project would cause my bones to wither?

I nearly scoffed at the idea as She let the word creator linger like poison on her tongue. “I’m sure no one here wants to steal credit for something they didn’t make,right?”

Instantly my jaw tightened as that hit like a slap.

She noticed my faltered expression and her smile widened. The word steal wasn’t chosen lightly. She wanted me rattled. She wanted me to remember the accusations that nearly destroyed me.

Slimly she-devil, she had researched me and now She was digging for a crack
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    NATALIE’S POV Mia’s eyes burned into mine but I didn’t flinch. Not when Mia smirked at me like a cat about to devour its prize. Not when Richard, the human furniture with wandering eyes, chimed in like a trained echo. “After all, you said we needed vision and artistic preciseness,” Mia purred, tilting her head with mock innocence. “And who better to work solo on this than the creator herself?” Did she really believe that saying I should work solo on my own project would cause my bones to wither? I nearly scoffed at the idea as She let the word creator linger like poison on her tongue. “I’m sure no one here wants to steal credit for something they didn’t make,right?” Instantly my jaw tightened as that hit like a slap. She noticed my faltered expression and her smile widened. The word steal wasn’t chosen lightly. She wanted me rattled. She wanted me to remember the accusations that nearly destroyed me. Slimly she-devil, she had researched me and now She was digging for a crack

  • Lost Heiress: Mr Right Offers Me a Second Chance   Chapter 17

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