All Chapters of The Lost Heiress's Glorious Return: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

ARLENEWhen I was done explaining, the tension in the room had risen to three times what it was when the conversation started. My father’s cold stare was fixated on Cole.I had shared only the parts I felt were important for him to hear, deliberately leaving out other details Mirela could potentially use to her advantage later. There was no telling what she’d do with the information she’d just gathered.As much as I wanted my father to know the kind of person she truly was, now wasn’t the time. This was about shattering his perception of Cole—and judging by his expression, I had done just that.“How dare you treat my daughter like a piece of shit and have the audacity to come here looking for her?” he snapped, his voice thick with disgust. I could tell he was restraining himself from walking over to Cole and knocking the daylight out of him.“Mr. Gomez, I… I can explain,” Cole stammered.I chuckled. “You have an explanation for being an asshole and planning to kill me?”“Kill you?” Mi

ARLENE“I can’t believe this is happening,” I muttered, placing a palm over my chest. My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would fall out if I didn’t try to stay as calm as possible.I staggered forward and quickly sat down in the empty seat opposite my father, then closed my eyes.For a few seconds, I pretended I was the only one in the room and everything was right with the world. The self-deceit wasn’t going as planned, given that my father’s words kept replaying on a loop in my head, but I tried to remind myself that it wasn’t the end of the world.However, I couldn’t deny that hearing him say the wedding would be cancelled left me feeling distraught. I couldn’t bring myself to come to terms with the fact that everything I was fighting for would go down the drain in the blink of an eye.Cancel the wedding? What was next? Going back to the Martinez family house? I would rather be dragged through the streets by a horse until I was bleeding and wounded before I let that happ

ARLENEWhen I left the office, I wasn’t interested in talking anymore—especially not to Cole. But he had followed me here, and now that we were at it, this seemed like a conversation that needed to happen.After all, I was leaving soon, and I wasn’t planning on seeing him for a while if I could help it.“When the guards stated their mission, I knew it was either they went down or I did. I wasn’t about to go down without a fight. I left the scene alive knowing I had a score to settle on the other side—something more important than whatever you and your family had going on here. If y’all wanted me dead, then I was going to stay dead,” I added.His eyes shone in the dimly lit yard, and I could tell he was listening to every word I said. It was a little too late to pay attention to me. When I needed that sort of devotion, it wasn’t forthcoming, and I had overgrown the need for his approval.Now I wanted him out of my life forever, but if I was indeed carrying his child, then I would have

ARLENE“The wedding’s been called off,” he repeated, clearly trying to come to terms with just how much Cole finding out I was Yasmin had changed.“Yes,” I replied, lowering my gaze as I explained. “He said we were still legally married and he couldn’t let me marry someone else while I was still his wife… and possibly carrying his child.” I exhaled shakily. “I don’t know what to do.”He placed a finger under my chin and gently lifted my face so our eyes could meet. A soft smile crept onto his face, and he playfully pinched my cheeks. I chuckled, and his grin widened.“You’ll figure this out. You always do. And I’ll be here—whatever you need, however you need me. I have so much faith in your ability to rescue any situation. You saved me once. That’s all the proof I need.”“Saved you?” I asked, confused. “What do you mean?”“You really don’t remember?” he asked, and I shook my head.He picked up the bottle of water beside him, removed the cap, and poured some into a glass. Then he hande

SARAHCole had been gone for a very long time, and his absence was starting to get to me. He had been a completely different person since the night she died.At first, I thought that learning she had been pregnant would make him despise her even more than he claimed he did—especially since he had promised me she wouldn’t be around for long and that they would never have a child together. But he seemed just as surprised to hear the news and expressed more curiosity than disdain, which troubled me greatly.The next thing that removed any iota of ease I felt was how he wouldn’t let the details of her death rest. He constantly had people investigating whether her body had miraculously turned up somewhere, even when it was speculated in the news that she had burned with the other bodies in the vehicle.I expected him to be happy that she was out of his life and that we could proceed with making our relationship official—like he had promised. But that wasn’t the case. He spent days in solit