บททั้งหมดของ The Heiress’s Ruthless Revenge : บทที่ 171 - บทที่ 180

Before Lyriel could say another word, the phone in her hand buzzed. She glanced down at the screen and read the short message. "I think that’s enough. You should leave now." She let out a small chuckle and folded the phone back into her palm. For a moment, she just looked at Sophia and Victor, her eyes filled with disdain. "Enjoy your marriage, then," she said calmly. "I give you my blessings." She turned and made her way out. Jerry reacted faster than anyone else ... he broke into a run and chased after Lyriel. Victor didn’t wait to think. Furry and fear mixed on his face as he pushed past guests and left from his place at the altar, leaving Sophia standing alone, gown rustling as she tried to run after him but fell and winced. Outside the Cathedral, Jerry halted at the doors. Victor slammed through them and grabbed Jerry by the collar before the man could fully turn. "You know something about this, don’t you?" Victor hissed, fingers digging into his shirt "What d

(Flashback – A few hours earlier)The office was slightly dark since it was late already and the only light illuminating the office was coming from the lamp on Gilbert’s desk. He pour himself a drink as he fixed his gaze at nothing in particular.The sound of soft footsteps echoed through the room before one of his men stepped in, holding a small brown file."Boss." the man said, bowing slightly. "We’ve completed the background check on the woman...Lyriel."Gilbert leaned back slowly in his chair, swirling the wine glass in his hand. "Speak."The man opened the file. "She was once Victor Maddox’s fiancée."Gilbert’s brow twitched slightly, but he didn’t say a word."She helped Victor’s mother when she was sick… but Victor lied to her that the woman had died. Which I find out she's very much alive. He used her kindness to keep her close. She also helped Sophia her ex best friend, the woman Victor was originally supposed to marry today.Gilbert’s gaze hardened slightly. “ You're saying,

Victor sat alone in his study, scrolling through all the headlines about his wedding—headlines still trending about Lyriel’s reappearance, even though most of the clips had been taken down. His phone buzzed sharply, breaking the silence. He picked it up without hesitation."Sir Victor," a calm voice spoke on the other end. "We’ve looked into Gilbert Cruz… and what we found was quite interesting.""And what was it?""He’s an illegitimate son of the Cruz," the man continued. "The chairman has never acknowledged him… not even once. He was treated like nothing, like trash, even though he handled most of the office work. Because of that, he grew up with a deep hatred for Damien, since the chairman always favored Damien over him. But recently… everything changed."Victor’s brows lifted slightly. "Changed how?""He created a project… one that everyone believes is massive. If it succeeds, it’s expected to break records next month. That alone could make the chairman officially name him the sol

For a while, Damien just sat there, staring at the picture, needing to be sure his eyes weren’t deceiving him. But even after zooming in, the woman beside his mother was still Eleanor.Confused, he decided to dig deeper into the phone.He unlocked the phone and went through every folder, every app. But there was nothing unusual...no secrets, no hidden messages. Just documents, notes, and saved drafts... typical of a business woman like his mother.When he opened the "Notes" folder, his brows furrowed. Line after line, page after page... all filled with business ideas. It didn’t surprise him; Evelyn had always been a workaholic.His eyes scan the notes gently. They were all carefully written strategies, outlines for future projects, and sketches of company growth plans.He scrolled slowly, studying the notes more closely. Some of them felt strangely familiar. Each idea was sharp, detailed, and far ahead of its time.“If she had used these for the Cruz Empire…” Damien whispered, “no com

It had been a little over an hour since Alondra got back from her uncle’s place, but she hadn’t moved from the couch since. The house was quiet. Her parents had gone out not long after she arrived, saying they had something important to handle, leaving her completely alone.The silence felt heavy. The clock ticked slowly on the wall, and every sound in the house seemed louder than usual. But none of that mattered because her mind was still trapped in the conversation she had with her uncle.His words kept echoing over and over again in her head.She bit her lower lip, remembering the way his eyes looked so calm when he spoke about killing Lyriel's family. It was calm, like someone who already knew the script— like an author who had decided how the story would end. Her fingers brushed against the edge of her phone on the table, but she didn’t pick it up yet.After a while, she let out a small sigh and leaned her head back against the couch, staring at the ceiling. “It’s all going accor