Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Hidden Heiress's Revenge : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

The car door slammed open with force as Theo stormed out, rage simmering in his eyes. From the other side, Mrs. Ashford stepped down in graceful fury, her face twisted with contempt.“Where’s the document?” Theo demanded, his tone sharp as a blade.I met his glare with unflinching defiance. “What document?”“Don’t play dumb, Selena,” he growled, his eyes scanning the surroundings, as if the only thing stopping him from laying hands on me was the presence of a few curious bystanders nearby.“The will,” Mrs. Ashford snapped, stepping beside him, her voice shrill and accusing. “The will my husband asked you to sign and submit to the lawyer.”Oh. That.I stiffened. How in the world did they find out?Seeing my hesitation, Mrs. Ashford sneered. “Did you really think I would sit back and watch you rob what belongs to the rightful heir of this family? You used your cunning little tricks to deceive my husband into putting your name on that document instead of one of my sons.”“I thought I was

It wasn’t until I settled into the car that I realized I wasn’t alone.Petrov.His cold gaze swept over me, his voice sharp and impatient. “You didn’t think we’d just let you walk free, did you? And tell me—why the hell is your family treating you like that?”I leaned back, exhausted and sore. “Let’s just say… my family and I aren’t exactly on good terms.”The old man, now seated in the driver’s seat—l, started the engine. Petrov and I remained in the back, the air between us heavy with tension.He pulled something from his pocket. A glint of silver caught my eye, a sleek, expensive-looking watch.“We haven’t decided what to do with you yet,” he said flatly, “but until then, wear this.”My brow creased. “What’s the purpose?”“To track you. At all times.”Of course. A surveillance device disguised as luxury.I slid it onto my wrist anyway. “I won’t run away.”“We’re not taking chances,” he replied coolly. “You’ll resume your work tomorrow, as usual.”I nodded, unsure if I felt relief o

I marched up to Luca, my voice tight with concern. “Where’s Dad?”He didn’t flinch. “He’s been moved to the hospital. Where he should have been all along,” he said casually, as if relocating an ailing man was nothing more than shifting furniture. “We booked him a special wing at Vale Hospital. Full security. Nurses at his beck and call. He’ll be fine.”My stomach twisted. “Why?” I asked, narrowing my eyes.Luca leaned back in his chair. “Because, Selena, it’s obvious he wasn’t getting better here. The doctors will have full access to treatment now. He’ll be in better hands.”Mrs. Ashford chimed in, folding her napkin neatly beside her plate. “He’s my husband. I know what’s best for him.”“That’s not fair. He would’ve wanted to stay home.”“You think sentiment heals people?” she snapped. “No, darling. Hospitals do.”“Selena,” Olivia added, her voice a pitch too soft to be sincere, “we know you love Dad, but this is for the best. He needs professional care.”I swallowed hard. The truth

“Listen, Luca,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady, “the Harringtons pay me well, and they expect me to keep showing up. I can’t be working for them and for you at the same time.”Luca glanced at me, interest piqued. “How much are they paying you?”“Seven thousand a week,” I said without hesitation, knowing full well I was digging myself into a hole.He jerked the steering wheel slightly in shock. “What? That’s impossible. What exactly do you do for them?”“I clean.” I lied smoothly, keeping my expression blank. No way I was telling him that I took care of the Harringtons’ only daughter, that kind of leverage in Luca’s hands would be dangerous. He’d find a way to twist it into a noose around my neck.Luca may not have the heart to hit me, but he’s a master manipulator, he always knows exactly how and where to apply pressure to make you do what he wants.Luca didn’t respond immediately. His fingers drummed against the steering wheel, his gaze fixed on the road, though I could tell

“I’m not asking you to dinner because I want to help you, Selena. It’s just a simple gesture,” Mateo said.I let out a sharp, mocking laugh. “I’m not your friend, Mateo.”Just then, a cab pulled up, as if summoned by the universe to rescue me from this awkward encounter. I climbed in without hesitation.“Selena… you can’t just leave me standing here,” he called out behind me.I didn’t bother responding. Instead, I told the cab driver to proceed, and soon we were pulling up to the Ashford residence.Exhausted and emotionally drained, I headed straight to my room and collapsed onto the bed. Sleep found me easily.The following morning, I dressed quickly and made my way to the Harrington estate, heading straight for Isadora’s room. The moment I stepped in, her face lit up.Her health had been slowly improving, and that day, we decided to test something new. I supported her as she attempted to stand, for the first time in a long while, her legs carried her weight, even if just barely.“Lo