All Chapters of Revenge Of The Real Heiress : Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

The atmosphere grew tense, the air thick with silence.Then, Maurice broke into laughter. The sharp glint in his brown eyes betrayed a flicker of amusement.For a moment, Khloe felt relief wash over her–had she guessed correctly?But before she could fully exhale, Maurice’s laughter ceased abruptly, replaced by a slow, eliberate response. “You guessed wrong.”His words were as calm as they were decisive.Two men stepped forward, each grabbing one of Khloe's arms. Dragged toward the estate gates, her face paled in disbelief. Was she wrong? Was Maurice really not planning revenge on Elisa? That didn’t make sense!"Mr. Glovers!” she shouted desperately, struggling against their grip. “Are you seriously going to let Elisa go after what she did to you?”Her words hung in the air unanswered. The heavy gates creaked open, and without another word, the men tossed her onto the dirt road outside.Not far away, behind the cover of some trees, a car sat idling. Inside, two paparazzi, who had bee

“Alright then, bye–bye!” The sweet, playful voice on the other end hung up with a click.Elisa stared at the call log on her phone for a moment, her grip tightening before she slid it back into her pocket. With a deep breath, she straightened her back and strode purposefully toward the airport exit.Behind her, the four men assigned by Maurice followed at a discreet distance. They’d been ordered to protect her but not to hover. Keeping to the shadows, they maintained a watchful presence while ensuring they didn’t intrude on her life or reveal their identities.Elisa didn’t spare them a second glance. She flagged down a cab and headed straight for her rental apartment.When the car pulled up to the familiar building, she spotted Carmen pacing anxiously in front of the entrance. The moment Carmen caught sight of Elisa stepping out of the cab, her face lit up with relief.“You’re back!” Carmen rushed forward, giving Elisa a once over and confirming she was in one piece. She let out a lon

Henry glanced down at his now damp pants and shoes, shaking his head in mild annoyance. Without a word, he turned and walked after Elisa.Inside the Walsh residence, Norah finally calmed down after throwing that basin of water. She replayed her words in her head and realized how harsh they had been.Isabelle stepped forward in perfect timing and gently supported Norah's arm. Her gaze followed Elisa as she disappeared beyond the gates.“Mom, why would Elisa be hanging out with Mr. Gray?” Isabelle's tone was casual, her expression innocuous. “You know, he has a daughter. Elisa wouldn’t… I mean, she wouldn’t be thinking of becoming someone’s stepmom, would she?”The words were seemingly innocent, but they hit nerve.Norah's expression darkened immediately. The thought was unacceptable to her. Any flicker regret she might have felt moments ago vanished completely, extinguished by Isabelle's planted seed of doubt.With a voice full of disdain, Norah muttered, “Don’t bother with her. Let he

Damien didn't even glance at Johanna. In an icy tone, he said, “Get out.”Johanna bit her lip, hesitated momentarily, then obediently turned toward the door. But as she reached it, she stopped as if remembering something.She said, her voice deliberately soft and sweet, “Oh, by the way, Damien, a call came in two hours ago. You were sound asleep, and I didn’t want you to miss something important, so I answered it for you.”Damien hand froze mid–movement, and anger flashed in his dark eyes. Before he could lash out, his gaze landed on the caller ID–Henry.Henry wouldn’t call unless it was about Elisa.“Hello?” Damien's focus immediately shifted as he answered the phone. His first question was short and tense. “Did you find her?”Johanna’s expression flickered, though she kept her composure.She hadn’t seen the contact name earlier, but the voice on the other end had been a woman’s clear and distant. Damien's anxious tone now made it obvious that this “her” was someone who mattered to h

Johanna quickly stepped forward to calm Imogen, her delicate hand gently patting Imogen’s back. Occasionally, she would glance at Damien nervously with a slightly aggrieved look as if silently saying, “I really didn’t mean to cause trouble.”Damien cast her a cold glare, his voice laced with warning. “Don’t let it happen again.”He despised anyone touching his belongings, especially his phone.Johanna bit her lip, her voice barely audible. “Understood.”Imogen didn’t have the full picture of what had happened but managed to glean that Johanna had presumptuously answered one of Damien's calls and was now being reprimanded for it. To her, it seemed like an overreaction.“It’s just a small thing, Damien. Must you be so harsh? Johanna is my sister–in–law, and you should treat her like your own. Don’t bully her!”Damien's expression remained unchanged, his tone as cold as ever. “I haven’t done anything yet, and it’s only because of you.”If it weren’t for Imogen, he would’ve ensured Johann