All Chapters of The Disowned Heiress : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

“Bella, can we drink those wines if we want to?” one of Bella’s friends — Haley, moved forward from the side, eyes wide with excitement as she admired the tall rows of expensive wine displayed by the waiters. “I’d like to try them.”“There are many gifts over there too,” another friend, Mariana, added, pointing toward the long tables displaying jewelry cases, golden ornaments, decorative artifacts, and luxurious party souvenirs arranged in stunning patterns. “Can we take some?”Bella grinned, turning to her friends with the confidence of someone who believed the entire hall existed for her pleasure alone. She tossed her hair back, the diamonds on her earrings sparkling with every movement.“It’s my eighteenth birthday today,” she announced proudly, spreading her arms in a grand gesture. “Enjoy yourselves with the food and gifts.”A wave of excited gasps erupted through the section of guests surrounding her. Some of the parents in the hall who had come with their children and were alr

Back inside the hall, Elliot gritted his teeth as his first call was bounced. He stared at the screen like it had personally offended him, his jaw clenched so tight his molars threatened to crack. Around him, the Reynolds exchanged confused glances, each one silently asking the same question—"How dare Julia ignore them?"The air between them crackled with indignation. They stood in a tight circle, shoulders hunched inward like conspirators plotting revenge, completely oblivious to the curious stares from nearby guests who had begun to notice their agitation.Elliot inhaled sharply and tried the number again, raising the phone to his ear with aggressive determination. The ringback tone stretched on and on, echoing faintly under the background noise of clinking glasses and guests laughing around the hall. Each ring felt like an insult, a deliberate taunt.It rang until it cut."Dad, Julia hung up on me twice in a row," Elliot said, his voice tight with frustration and fury. He poin

“Don’t you dare!” Julia screamed, her voice sharp enough to cut through the chaos in the hall. She stormed forward with Mrs. Kinley’s hand in hers, her steps fast and intentional, her eyes fixed firmly on Bella. The entire hall fell into a hush, every head turning toward the entrance as Julia pushed through the crowd.Bella froze with the golden peach sculpture still lifted in her hands, her mouth slightly open as if she didn’t expect Julia to appear this suddenly. Even the guests paused mid-movement, like people caught doing something wrong in broad daylight. Julia’s anger was written all over her face, fearless, unrestrained, and burning hot.“Julia, what were you thinking?” Bosco burst out, stepping forward like he wanted to take control of the moment. His face was twisted with confusion and accusation. “Why did you make it a sixtieth-birthday celebration? Are you trying to make fun of Bella?”“Julia, come at me if you hate us. Just leave Bella out of it!” Megan snapped, her v

“Bosco, I’ve seen plenty of mediocre men,” Julia said, her voice steady and sharp as a blade, “but none quite as delusional as you.”Her arms stayed folded across her chest, her expression almost bored. She lifted one hand and tapped a finger against her own temple.“You might want to get your head examined.”“Julia, what’s gotten into you?” Megan asked, trying to soften her tone as if gentleness could erase the arrogance she carried moments earlier.But Bella didn’t give anyone space.“Julia, you ruined both my celebration and my birthday party!” she snapped, her entire body shaking with outrage. “You’d better get on your knees and apologize now!”“Get on your knees to apologize to Bella now!” Gavin barked, his voice thundering across the hall.The air inside the hall grew heavy again, but this time with disbelief rather than shock. Mkst of the guests had witnessed the Reynolds raising their voices repeatedly, demanding submission from Julia the same way someone might command a serv

"Don't hit her!" Mrs. Kinley cried out, her voice breaking as she rushed forward with surprising speed for someone her age. She tried to block Gavin just as he lifted the belt again, the leather coiled and ready to strike. Her frail hands spread out wide, trembling violently, her entire body shaking as she positioned herself between Julia and the storm about to descend.Bella watched everything unfold with amusement curling at the edge of her lips like poison ivy climbing a wall. Her designer gown shimmered under the crystal chandeliers, catching the light with every subtle movement, but the wicked satisfaction gleaming in her eyes dimmed any beauty she carried. She looked less like a socialite and more like a predator circling wounded prey."Julia is a good kid," Mrs. Kinley insisted, her voice still pleading despite the fear making it waver. Her breath came out uneven, rasping slightly as her aged lungs struggled with the stress.Bella stepped forward then with superior, calcul