บททั้งหมดของ VINDEL. THE BILLIONAIRE'S SPOILED DAUGHTER : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 9

CHAPTER 1 - THE GIRL WHO THOUGHT SHE OWNED THE WORLD

THE GIRL WHO THOUGHT SHE OWNED THE WORLDThe Holt mansion was supposed to be quiet, peaceful, dignified.But the moment I opened my mouth, it sounded like a war zone.“Where is my food!?” I shouted so loudly the chandelier trembled. “I asked for lunch. Not this pathetic delay you all call service!”Three maids rushed across the dining hall like terrified mice. One of them, a young girl with shaking hands, carried a tray toward me.“Miss Vindel, your food is ready.”She placed the plate gently in front of me, like she was handling a bomb.I grabbed the spoon and tasted the gravy.The salt hit my tongue like a punch.I spat it back into the plate.“Are you blind!” I yelled. “Or do you want me to choke to death! What is this disgusting trash!”The maid stuttered, “I followed the recipe…”I grabbed the edge of the plate and shoved it away. The plate slid across the long marble table and crashed to the floor with a violent smash. Gravy splattered on her dress.She gasped. I didn’t care.“

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CHAPTER 2 - THE NIGHT I RAN FROM EVERYTHING

THE NIGHT I RAN FROM EVERYTHINGI walked out of the mansion with my eyes still burning, the cold evening air slicing through my skin. The sky had darkened without warning, turning the garden into something eerie and quiet. Too quiet.I forced myself to keep going, even though anger still twisted inside me like a knife. I didn’t care where I was going. I just wanted space. Space to breathe. Space to curse. Space to be far away from Guerrero Holt and his endless lectures.The path leading away from the mansion was lined with tall flowers and trimmed bushes. Normally, the beauty would have calmed me. Tonight, it felt like everything watching me. Everything whispering, judging, and agreeing with him.Spoiled brat.His words replayed in my head again and again until they felt carved into my skull.I kicked a stone just to release something. It flew into a flower bed.And then something moved inside the flowers.I froze.My chest tightened instantly. My breath stopped halfway.For a second

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CHAPTER 3 - WHEN THE WORLD STOPPED LISTENING

WHEN THE WORLD STOPPED LISTENINGI stormed straight to the city, heels clacking against the empty streets, breathing hard, adrenaline still coursing through me. The night was cold, dark, and perfect for someone like me. Someone who had just been kicked out of a mansion worth more than most countries. Someone whose grandfather, the zillionaire founder of Agro One Apex, thought throwing her into the real world would teach her manners.Well, I was about to teach the world a lesson instead.I passed the bright neon lights of a five-star hotel and pushed open the revolving doors, striding in like I owned the place. The lobby smelled of expensive perfume and polished wood, a scent that used to feel comforting. Now, it was just a reminder that my money had been taken from me, and so had my pride.I walked up to the front desk, throwing my hair over my shoulder, confidence plastered on my face.“I need a room for the night,” I said, my voice sharp enough to slice glass. “The best you have.”T

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CHAPTER 4 - THE FIRST DAY OF NOTHING

THE FIRST DAY OF NOTHING I woke up because my back screamed. Not the gentle stretch kind of scream. The sharp, unforgiving pain that shot straight up my spine and forced a groan out of my throat. I rolled to my side and the bed answered with a loud squeak, like it was mocking me. I opened my eyes. The ceiling stared back at me, cracked and yellowed, with a dead insect trapped in the corner. For a second, I didn’t understand where I was. My mind reached for silk sheets, blackout curtains, the quiet hum of air conditioning. Then reality slammed into me. The motel. The smell hit me next. Damp fabric. Old smoke. Something sour hiding under it all. I sat up slowly, my muscles protesting like I’d slept on concrete. The thin mattress dipped in the middle, offering no support at all. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood. Pain lanced through my lower back. “Unbelievable,” I muttered. “Absolutely unbelievable.” I used to sleep on a custom orthopedic bed flown in from E

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CHAPTER 5 - THE DAY I MET MR. MARK

THE DAY I MET MR. MARKI woke up late.Not the graceful kind of late where the sun is soft and forgiving. The ugly kind. The kind where your eyes snap open and your heart jumps straight into your throat because you already know you’ve ruined something.The room was hot. The motel fan rattled uselessly in the corner. My phone lay face-down on the table, dead. I must have slept through the alarm. Of course I did.“Damn it,” I muttered, throwing the blanket aside.My body protested the moment my feet hit the floor. Every muscle screamed like it had been beaten with a rod overnight. My back still hadn’t forgiven me for the bed. My hands were sore from scrubbing yesterday. My shoulders felt stiff, heavy.I didn’t even bother with the mirror this time.I washed my face, pulled my hair into a messy knot, grabbed my bag, and rushed out. No makeup. No perfume. No careful outfit selection. Just speed and panic.I got to the bar late.Very late.Music blasted from inside, loud enough to vibrate

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CHAPTER 6 - NARROW DEATH ESCAPE.

NARROW DEATH ESCAPE It was Sunday. My only day off. I woke up to the sharp beep of my phone, the sound cutting through the silence of the motel room. For a moment, I didn’t move. My body still ached from the week. My back. My waist. My pride. The only thing my grandfather hadn’t cut off was my phone. I reached for it slowly and squinted at the screen. Mr. Mark. My stomach tightened instantly. I opened the message. Meet me at the Grand Meridian Hotel by 4:00 p.m. I’ll be waiting. I stared at the words for a long time. The Grand Meridian. I knew that place. Everyone did. Tall glass building. Valet parking. Marble floors. The kind of hotel I used to walk into without even slowing my steps. The kind of place that smelled like money and control. Now it felt like a test. I dropped the phone onto the bed and rolled onto my back, staring at the cracked ceiling. The fan rattled overhead. Somewhere outside, a car horn blared. Sunday. My only day off. I thought about the hundre

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CHAPTER 7 - $100 BILL TEMPTATION

$100 bill temptationI was still lying there, staring at nothing, my mind replaying everything like a cruel loop—the dark road, the man, the way his hands tightened around another man’s throat, the sound that came out of him before his body went still. I kept thinking I was awake, just… thinking.But my body gave up before my mind did.The exhaustion won.The long hours from the bar.The humiliation.The fear that had clawed through me afterward.The stress I forced my brain to carry, pretending I was fine when I wasn’t.It all pressed down at once.And I sank.Deep.When I woke up, it felt like being dragged violently back into my body.My eyes flew open.My heart exploded in my chest.Oh my God.Mr. Mark.I jerked upright so fast the room spun. My hands were shaking—no, trembling—as I grabbed my phone. The screen lit up, and my stomach dropped hard.Just a few minutes left.I was supposed to be on my way.My breath came out uneven, shallow, like I’d been running. My fingers wouldn’

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CHAPTER 8 - DESPERATELY IN NEED OF MONEY

“I’ll take the money.” The words left my mouth before my courage could catch up to them. Mark smiled. Not a warm smile. Not relief. It was slow, sharp, almost satisfied—like a predator watching its trap finally close. “Good,” he said. “I was beginning to think you didn’t have sense.” My stomach twisted. “Follow me to the room.” My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. It’s nothing, I told myself. Nothing is going to happen. I’ll just go up. I’ll sit. I’ll collect the money. That’s it. That was all. I followed him. The hallway felt longer than it should have. The carpet muffled our footsteps, but every step echoed inside my chest. He opened the door and gestured for me to enter. I sat on the edge of the bed, stiff, alert, my bag clutched to my side. “Hold on,” he said casually. “I’m pressed.” Before I could respond, he leaned in. His lips brushed mine. The smell hit me immediately—strong alcohol, sour and heavy. My body stiffened, every instinct screami

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CHAPTER 9 - CROSSING PATHS WITH THE PIMP

Crossing paths with the pimpsI bolted through the back door again, my apron still tied, my pulse racing like I was chasing fate itself. I reached them just as they were about to get into their cars.“Excuse me,” I said quickly, my voice shaking despite my effort to sound calm.They turned.All three of them.I swallowed hard.“I’m sorry,” I rushed on, afraid they’d walk away like the other girl. “I don’t mean to be rude. I just… you all look amazing. Your lifestyle. The way you live.” I inhaled. “How do you do it? How do you make your money? I’m tired. I really am.”They looked at one another.Then they chuckled.Not cruelly. Not kindly either. Just amused.One of them stepped forward. She was the boldest, the sharpest. Confidence clung to her like perfume.“I’m Bella,” she said.She reached into her bag and handed me a card. Thick. Clean. Expensive.“Come to my estate tomorrow,” she said casually. “If you’re serious.”My heart nearly stopped.“O-okay,” I breathed.Happiness rushed

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