All Chapters of Revenge Of The Real Heiress : Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

The maid hesitated, trying to politely decline. “Ms. Rosario, could you stay in the room next door? It has great lighting as well.”Johanna wandered around the room, her eyes catching a half–used bottle of sunscreen on the table. An object like that could only belong to a woman.Feigning curiosity, she asked, “Who stayed here before? This sunscreen must’ve been left by the previous guest, right?”The maid nodded curtly. “Yes,” she said, not offering any further information.Johanna didn’t push. She smiled and said, “I’ll stay in this room. Please tidy it up for me and throw out anything unnecessary, thanks!”With that, she let the sunscreen slip from her hand, and it dropped into the trash with a dull thud.The maid looked even more uncomfortable, hesitating before gently advising, “Ms. Rosario, without Mr. Russell’s approval, we’re not allowed to make such decisions. I must insist you take the room next door instead. All the guest rooms are decorated the same, so there really isn’t m

Damien's warm breath brushed against Elisa's ear, making her spine tingle. Combined with Damien's teasing tone, which was thick with innuendo, the atmosphere was unmistakably charged.The storeroom was pitch–black, with the only illumination coming from the faint light seeping in from the door’s cracks. Despite the darkness, Elisa could feel Damien's burning gaze locked onto her.She shrugged, feigning nonchalance. “It’s either friends or not even that. There’s no middle ground.”Damien chuckled, his hold around her waist tightening. He made it clear he wasn’t about to let her go.“Funny,” he murmured, his voice dangerously low. “You weren’t talking about ‘just friends‘ when you were begging me last time.”The suggestive edge in his tone caught Elisa off guard, her mind flashing to that night. She’d been drugged by Arnold and was barely keeping herself together until Damien found her and got her out of the Gray residence. Once her defenses crumbled, everything else happened as if it w

“Yeah.” Elisa's expression was serious, leaving no trace of humor in her tone.Kerry sucked in a sharp breath, her voice shaking. “Ms. Watson, calm down! Don’t lose your head–impulsiveness is the devil!”Elisa shot her an annoyed look. “Get back to work. Quit slacking off!“.Once she managed to chase Kerry out, Elisa turned her focus back to her task. She carefully finished mixing the poisons and stored them in her custom–made capsules. Each capsule was about the size of a marble and easy to carry around.With these, if she ever ran into trouble, all she had to do was twist one open and toss it. The powder inside would disperse immediately.Unfortunately, she didn’t have enough ingredients this time and could only fill seven capsules. That meant she had seven chances to fight back.Since Maurice’s men kidnapped her, Elisa had been rethinking her strategies. She’d come to realize her methods were way too soft.Before, she avoided lethal options, crafting powders that only caused tempor

Elisa's slow, unhurried steps echoed faintly along the deserted road. The farther she walked, the darker the path became. Several streetlights along the stretch had long since gone out, leaving the area shrouded in eerie shadows. The silence was deafening, broken only by the soft shuffle of her shoes against the pavement..In the dark, the assassins knew their moment had arrived.“Now!” the leader ordered in a hushed tone.Seventeen shadowy figures moved like a wave, swift and silent as they closed in on Elisa from all directions. She’d have seen nothing but the blur of black–clad figures barreling toward her if she turned around.Within seconds, they were upon her.One assassin lunged, his blade flashing in the dim light as it aimed directly for her throat. The steel glinted menacingly as it drew closer, inch by inch.But just as the knife was about to meet its target, it froze in mid–air.The assassin hesitated, glancing at his wrist. A thin silver needle now protruded from his skin

“It seems that this challenge wasn’t enough to trouble her.”Hearing this, Maurice’s loyal subordinates became even more convinced that it was Maurice who sent the assassins.The subordinates thought that Maurice was taking things too far and playing with fire.Maurice couldn’t care less about what his men were thinking. He simply ordered, “Keep tailing her. Report back to me on any updates immediately.”“Yes, sir!” replied the subordinates.After ending the call, Maurice glanced in the direction of Grandeur Hall and asked the subordinate behind him, “How much did Kelsey spend hiring these people?”The subordinate replied honestly, “Two million dollars. Their rates are usually much higher, but since the target was just a young lady, they lowered it.”Maurice couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing.Seventeen subordinates. It was supposed to be a sure win, but they had all been utterly defeated.“Let’s go. Grab some gifts and we’ll pay that old lady a visit.”Maurice, who was now on