All Chapters of Revenge Of The Real Heiress : Chapter 451 - Chapter 460

The robed man, nearly wailing like a ghost, confessed everything about his connection with Pete.Their ties went back to the previous generation. In his younger years, the robed man had been a well–known gromancer. While working for the Carrell family, he became acquainted with Pete’s father, who was the head of the family then.However, their collaborations didn’t last long. After Pete’s father passed away, the robed man faced some personal issues that forced him to leave his geomancy career. Through a twist of fate, he turned into a reclusive mystic and eventually began crafting and cultivating venomous creatures.Through that connection, Pete came looking for him, proposing a partnership.The hiding force behind their alliance was the map Pete proactively brought to the table.Ironically, both men, scoundrels in their own right, shared the same ambition to obtain the treasure tied to the legendary map. Their patience and scheming stretched over a decade, all in preparation for the

Elisa mercilessly shattered Maurice's fantasy. “It wasn't for you. I would’ve done the same for anyone. And Maurice, I won't be grateful for the sacrifice you made for me. You and me are even once I get rid of the venomous creature in your body."Maurice was living in a delusion, and Elisa's bluntness was enough to break any lingering sentiment.Maurice smile froze, His gaze sharpened, locking onto Elisa's face. For a moment, his expression was laced with frustration. But in the end, all that remained was resignation. “Did your have to put it bluntly?"Elisa shrugged. “I was just speaking the truth.”He was speechless. He lowered his eyes, concealing the turmoil in them. The momentary daze made his tall figure seem lonely and desolate.To be fair, Maurice was handsome. His sharp features were sharp yet tinged with an unnatural allure, When he was arrogant, there was an intimidating air about him. But now, he looked almost pitiful.Unfortunately, he was dealing with Elisa.She packed u

It was adorable.Damien cocked a brew. “What’s with that expression? We’re husband and wife. Of course, we should repay Maurice’s favor together.”It would be best to settle this debts that no one owed anyone thing.He emphasized the words “husband and wife“, making his intention crystal clear.Elisa caught on. She also knew how terrifyingly possessive he was. But instead of arguing, she simply chuckled. It was rare for Damien to put aside his hostility toward Maurice and say something like this though his jealousy was unmistakable.She laughed for a long while before tiptoeing up to press a kiss to Damien's lips. “Alright, then we’ll repay this debt together.”Damien hummed in response. “We’ll have the wedding once we once we return.”“Ok” Elisa smiled.“And we’ll get our marriage certificate.” Damien huffed.“Okay,” Elisa agreed to everything with a smile. Her quick answer took Damien by surprise.He leaned down, whispering another request into her ear in a deliberately lowered voic

It was a legend.Once something was labeled a legend, countless versions of the story would begin to emerge. The map was one, and so was the island.According to rumors, long ago, a sailor accidentally stumbled upon the island during a voyage. There, he saw mountains of gold, endless treasures, and a vast collection of rare herbs and plants.When he left the island, he secretly marked its location, planning to return with a larger crew and ships to claim the wealth.But when he came back, the sea was calm, and the island was nowhere to be found. Unwilling to accept defeat, he meticulously searched the coordinates he had written down, yet the island remained hidden. Obsessed, he spent years patrolling the area, refusing to give up. Then, by sheer coincidence, during an unusual celestial event combined with a shift in the tides, the island reappeared.However, too many years had gone by, and the sailor was too weak to set foot on it again. So, he documented the location on a map, hopin

Sure enough, just as that thought crossed Elisa's mind, the same crew member who had previously shouted to steer the ship away let out another cry of alarm.“What’s going on? All the navigation systems just failed! The radar is down too!”Maurice’s men instinctively checked their own devices–phones, communication tools, everything. But every screen was filled with static and unreadable symbols. Nothing worked.It was exactly like what had happened when they first stepped into the rainforest.Elisa remained calm, reassuring them, “Don’t panic. The storm won’t affect us”Stanley looked surprised. He almost asked how she knew that, but instead, he wisely chose to keep his mouth shut. He also signaled the panicked crew members to quiet down and stop making a fuss.Meanwhile, Damien stood beside Elisa, holding a sleek black umbrella over her head and shielding her from most of the rain.Neither of them moved from the observation deck. Though their shoes and pant legs were already drenched,