Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Hidden Heiress's Revenge : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Selena’s POVWhen Theo and Luca entered the kitchen, their steps faltered the moment they saw me. Theo’s eyes widened. “What are you holding the knife for?”I lifted it slightly, my grip steady. The cast-iron skillet weighed comfortably in my other hand. “Come closer and find out.”Theo blinked at me like I was some unhinged stranger. “She’s lost it,” he said, turning to Luca. “Has she really gone mad? She might actually use that.”Luca, however, didn’t look alarmed. If anything, his mouth curled into something dangerously close to amusement.Then Luca stepped forward slowly, hands tucked into his trouser pockets, more curious than afraid. “Why do you hate Olivia so much?”I glared at him. “Why do you people hate me so much?”Before Luca could respond, Theo lunged at me. His movement was sudden—almost caught me off guard—but instinct had become survival in this house.I swung the skillet.CRACK.Theo howled in pain and stumbled back, clutching his forearm where the pan had landed. His

Selena’s POVWhen I opened my eyes, I knew instantly I wasn’t in the workers’ quarters anymore. The ceiling above me was high and sculpted, gold trim tracing every curve. Velvet curtains spilled over tall windows. A chandelier loomed overhead like a crown of crystals.The bed I lay in felt softer than anything I’d ever touched.I sat up slowly, my chest aching from the cold shock those women had subjected me to. My cheek still burned—remnants of their cowardly slaps. My throat was dry, tight. Breathing was easier now, but every inhale reminded me of the trauma stitched beneath my ribs.But where the hell was I?I tried to stand. The moment my feet hit the floor, the door swung open—and I nearly stumbled back.Dante Harrington.He stood in the doorway like a shadow sculpted in marble. Sharp, intimidating, lethal. His dark suit clung to his frame like it was stitched directly onto him. Tall, broad, effortlessly powerful. His presence hit the room before his feet ever did—commanding, sti

Selena’s POVHe chewed on the inside of his cheek, fists clenched, his knuckles whitening from the tension. “I’ve heard women enjoy playing hard to get,” he muttered through gritted teeth, then spun on his heel and stormed out, slamming the door behind him with a thunderous bang.“Idiot,” I hissed under my breath, exhaling as I collapsed onto the bed.My face still throbbed from those women’s slaps, though the swelling had started to fade. I caught a bit of sleep—an hour at most—before leaving the Harrington estate. I didn’t bother saying goodbye to anyone. I just wanted to see Father.I took a cab straight to the hospital. The moment I walked in, I approached the reception desk and politely gave my name. The nurse shook her head.“You’re not on the approved visitors list.”Of course I wasn’t. Luca. Why must he always make everything so impossibly difficult?I pulled out my phone and dialed. He picked up immediately.“I’m at the hospital,” I said. “Please instruct the front desk to gi

Selena’s POVBy the time I arrived at the hospital, I didn’t bother with protocol. I stormed straight through the halls, bypassing the front desk entirely, heading for the private wing where Mr. Ashford was being held. A few nurses behind me shouted and tried to keep up, but I didn’t slow. I wasn’t here to be polite—I was here because the only man who’s ever treated me like a human being was in pain, and I couldn’t waste another second.Normally, I’d wait. Wait for Luca to show up. Wait for permission. Wait for someone to decide I was worthy enough to be let in. But not today.I had just lost my job—again. And now, they were using the one person I cared about to twist my arm into marrying some faceless stranger. I was done waiting.I was nearly at the door when I felt two sets of hands grab at my dress, tugging at the fabric like I was some kind of criminal on the run.“Miss Selena!” one of the nurses panted, clearly out of breath. “You can’t just barge in here. We have a strict proto

Selena’s POVThis family has to be the most pathetic excuse for a family I’ve ever known.Luca and Mrs. Ashford threaten me with Father’s health. Now Theo, of all people, threatens me with the will—the one thing Father left for me. They all want leverage over me, as if they feed on control. But they’re fools if they think this will last forever.I didn’t bother arguing with Theo. Asking him for the will would be a waste of breath. He wouldn’t give it up, not unless he had something to gain. I’d have to find another way—maybe sneak into his room later. He’s not nearly as clever as Luca, so there’s a good chance the will is still hidden somewhere dumb.He followed me like a shadow down the hallway. “Behave, Selena,” he muttered behind me.I didn’t reply. I was saving my energy for whoever they were about to throw me at.When I stepped into the main living room, I didn’t see one man—I saw three. All suited, all tall, all with the kind of sharp presence that makes the air shift. They stoo