Share

CHAPTER 8

Author: GABIHAN
last update publish date: 2026-10-15 16:14:10

ZARIA POV

The oak doors of the boardroom closed with a solid, definitive thud, shutting out the echoes of Tristan's frantic screams and my aunt's pathetic weeping. The remaining senior executives sat around the massive glass table like statues. None of them dared to make a sound, let alone look me in the eye. They had spent the last three months bowing to a fraud, treating a murderer like their savior, and now the real owner of this empire was sitting right in front of them, breathing, scarred,
Continue to read this book for free
Scan code to download App
Locked Chapter

Latest chapter

  • The Disguised Heiress And The Ruthless Lawyer   CHAPTER 10

    ZARIA POVThe private elevator ride to Soren’s penthouse felt like crossing a threshold into another dimension.Just twenty minutes ago, I was standing under the glaring lights of a media circus, facing a sea of cameras and reporters. Now, the world outside was completely shut out, replaced by the quiet, cavernous expanse of a top-floor luxury residence. Floor-to-ceiling glass windows framed a panoramic view of the city skyline, where the evening lights were just beginning to flicker on like distant stars.I stood near the edge of the living room, wrapping my arms around myself. The adrenaline crash was finally catching up to me, pulling a heavy, exhausting ache through every muscle in my body.You survived the press conference, I thought, letting out a slow breath as I watched the city blur below. You reclaimed your name. But Soren is right. Tristan was just a puppet. Someone else pulled the strings."Drop the armor, Zaria. There are no cameras here, and no one is going to ambush you

  • The Disguised Heiress And The Ruthless Lawyer   CHAPTER 9

    ZARIA POVThe deafening roar of camera shutters echoed through the grand lobby of Ellison Corporation like a relentless wave of gunfire.Flashing lights painted white streaks across the polished marble floors, temporarily blinding me. Dozens of reporters, cameramen, and media anchors pushed against the steel security barricades, shouting over one another in a chaotic frenzy. Microphones were thrust aggressively toward us as if they were weapons meant to capture a dying confession.The ghost has returned to haunt them, I thought, keeping my steps measured and deliberate as I walked forward. Let them look. Let them see every single scar.I didn't cower behind Soren, nor did I hide my face. I kept my shoulders straight, wearing the tailored black blazer like a suit of armor. The media had spent the last three months broadcasting my tragic, untimely death to the world. Now, they were going to witness my resurrection.Soren matched my stride perfectly, his tall, imposing frame acting as a

  • The Disguised Heiress And The Ruthless Lawyer   CHAPTER 8

    ZARIA POVThe oak doors of the boardroom closed with a solid, definitive thud, shutting out the echoes of Tristan's frantic screams and my aunt's pathetic weeping. The remaining senior executives sat around the massive glass table like statues. None of them dared to make a sound, let alone look me in the eye. They had spent the last three months bowing to a fraud, treating a murderer like their savior, and now the real owner of this empire was sitting right in front of them, breathing, scarred, and wide awake.I let the silence stretch. It was a useful tool, one my father had taught me years ago. When people are uncomfortable, they talk too much, revealing alliances they shouldn't have and betrayals they thought they hid well.Let them sweat, I thought, sliding my hands flat against the polished dark wood. They watched Tristan bleed my secondary accounts dry and stayed silent. They are just as guilty by association."I assume," I began, my voice cutting cleanly through the heavy air,

  • The Disguised Heiress And The Ruthless Lawyer   CHAPTER 7

    ZARIA POVThe polished glass of the Ellison Corporation boardroom doors felt cool beneath my palm. Exactly three months ago, I had run down these hallways in a blind panic, gasping for air as Tristan and Elena finalized their plans to kill me. Now, I stood right outside them again, but this time, the terror was gone. It had been forged into something much colder. Something unbreakable.Beside me, Soren stood with an effortless, coiled lethalness. He adjusted his cufflink, his face a mask of absolute calm, though I could feel the deliberate, protective weight of his presence keeping me grounded. He didn't look like a lawyer about to blindside a multi-billion-dollar enterprise. He looked like an executioner stepping onto the scaffold.Let them panic, I thought, letting out a slow, steady breath. Let them see what happens when you try to bury the wrong person.With a sharp click, the heavy oak doors swung inward.The hum of conversation around the long mahogany table died instantly. Every

  • The Disguised Heiress And The Ruthless Lawyer   CHAPTER 6

    SOREN POVTo the rest of the corporate world, my life looked like an unblemished machine of precision and cold logic. They called me the Devil’s Advocate, a man who viewed human interactions as nothing more than risk assessments, liability sheets, and leverage. I owned forty percent of Ellsworth Legal, my bank accounts held figures most people couldn't pronounce, and I hadn't lost a single litigation case in over a decade.People assumed I slept in a suit, that my heart pumped ice water instead of blood.They were mostly right. Until Zaria Ellison walked into my office disguised as a cleaning lady with a fake ID and a desperate secret.I stared at the closed glass door long after she walked out. The silence of the fortieth floor usually felt like a shield, but tonight, it felt heavy. I looked down at the weathered passport card resting on my dark oak desk. The photo showed a woman with bright blue eyes and untroubled skin. Not the scarred, trembling girl wearing a cheap wig and thick

  • The Disguised Heiress And The Ruthless Lawyer   CHAPTER 5

    ZARIA POVSoren walked over to his desk, but he didn't sit down. Instead, he leaned against the edge, ankles crossed, arms folded over his chest as he tracked my every movement. The silence in the room stretched, heavy and suffocating, but I refused to look down this time."You have exactly three minutes before I call security to escort you out, Gia," he said, his voice flat, completely unimpressed. "Make it count."I reached into my pocket, pulling out the folded Ellison Corp agenda I had taken from the conference room, and placed it flat on his immaculate desk."Tristan Vance is liquidating the core assets of Ellison Corporation this Friday," I said, my natural voice echoing clearly in the quiet room. No stutter, no submissive pitch. "He's using a forged digital proxy from my late father to bypass the board. If he succeeds, he leaves a shell company, bleeds the minority shareholders dry, and vanishes with billions into offshore accounts."Soren glanced down at the paper, then back u

More Chapters
Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on GoodNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
DMCA.com Protection Status