บททั้งหมดของ The Heiress Returns: Reclaiming My Legacy: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Chapter 90: Grateful for Gavin**Hannah’s POV**“Well, this is the end for both Ray and Lily,” Piper said, her voice sharp as a blade. She stood by the window, arms crossed, still reeling from everything I’d just poured out to her and she saw on Instagram. Her words sounded fierce, but her trembling hands betrayed the storm raging inside.Piper was just returning getting my phone that Lucas had sent over via express. I sat on the couch, knees pulled close to my chest, and tried to steady my breathing. Piper’s phone still buzzed nonstop with notifications, the live video spreading like wildfire across every corner of the internet. My humiliation had gone global in less than twenty-four hours.“You saw it yourself,” I said hoarsely, pointing at the phone she’d tossed onto the coffee table after watching the clip. “The whole world saw it. They’ll twist it, make me the villain, like they did with Lily’s posts.”“No.” Piper whirled on me, her eyes flashing. “Not this time. They dug their

Chapter 92: Lonely Gavin**Piper’s POV**The apartment was dim except for the soft glow of the television. Some random K-drama was still playing, the kind where everyone looked way too perfect to be suffering, but the sound was turned down so low it was practically just moving wallpaper.Hannah had finally drifted off on my couch, curled up in a tight little ball like she was trying to fold herself away from the world. Her breathing had evened out, but her face still wore the raw traces of everything she’d cried out earlier, eyes puffy, cheeks blotchy, lips parted like she hadn’t quite escaped her pain even in sleep.I sat in the opposite armchair, hugging a pillow so tightly I thought the stuffing might pop. My gaze kept flicking uninvited toward Gavin. He hadn’t left. Said he’d stay “just to make sure she was okay,” but the way he perched on the single-seater by the window made him look like he was bracing for cross-examination. His posture was flawless, back straight, shoulders squ

Chapter 94: The Black Family Isn't Good For Piper**Hannah’s POV**The call ended with that scream ripping out of me, and I dropped the phone onto the couch like it had burned me. My chest was rising and falling too quickly. My palms were damp. Lucas Bristo had just called me his “future wife.”What the actual hell.My brain was still scrambling for balance when I caught Piper’s and Gavin’s faces staring at me. Oh no. The room was too quiet, I knew I had interrupted something serious between them.Piper’s cheeks were flushed the same shade they turned when she tried new lipstick shades at Sephora, and Gavin’s posture was rigid, his hands clasped neatly over his knees like he was deliberately holding himself back from saying something. My interruption with a scream had definitely cut into something between them.Great. Another thing for me to feel guilty about.“Uh…” I muttered, rubbing the back of my neck. “Sorry for… screaming in your ears.”Piper shot me the sharpest glare, her blus

Chapter 96: Persistent Knock**Hannah’s POV**How sly of Lily.I sat there on Piper’s couch, my phone heavy in my palm, rereading her message for the fifth time. My lips twisted in disbelief.She doesn’t know her real parents?How ridiculous.The audacity of her to play the orphan card now, after everything. She thinks she can twist the narrative, make herself the victim once again, just because people are finally seeing her for who she is.Should I tell her?Should I finally tell her that I knew the truth, that her father was none other than Mr. Gabriel, our family’s driver?The secret burned at the back of my throat like acid. I wanted to scream it, to throw the truth in her face, to watch her choke on it, but the weight of Gavin’s words lingered. He hadn’t wanted me dragged deeper into the circus, and if I threw this truth into the fire, Lily might just drag me down with her.So I swallowed it.The door creaked open and Piper returned, humming, looking like the happiest girl in the

Chapter 98: Piper vs Damon**Piper’s POV**Damn! That was… mortifying. My lungs felt like they’d forgotten how to breathe properly. My cheeks were burning so hot I could fry an egg on them. The moment Lucas’s lips had touched Hannah’s, the atmosphere in the apartment shifted into something I had no business third-wheeling.I didn’t even know where I was running to, but I bolted out anyway. Just as I cornered the stairs, clutching the railing like it was a lifeline, I realized I had no plan. No direction. I just couldn’t be in that room, not with those two who had just fucked last night.Oh God. My poor, innocent apartment.I love that couch. Please, dear heavens, don’t let them deflower my precious apartment.I slowed my steps, my sneakers squeaking against the floor as I looked up.Lucas’s charming, annoyingly perfect secretary. Standing right outside the building like some kind of well-tailored gargoyle.The sight of me must have shocked him, because his brows shot up like he’d just