All Chapters of STOLEN LEGACY: The Heiress's Revenge : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Liora’s POVI walked out without another word as Derek followed close behind.We stepped outside, but instead of heading toward his car, I veered toward mine.“I thought we were going together?” Derek called, confusion threading his voice.“I’ll be right behind you,” I replied coolly, already sliding into the back seat.Mr. Gab was waiting, hands steady on the wheel.I glanced out just in time to see Derek exhale, run a hand through his hair, then turn and get into his car. Moments later, his engine roared to life.“Follow that car,” I instructed.“Yes, ma’am.”The engine purred as we pulled out. The drive stretched longer than I expected. My fingers tapped absently against my lap as unease settled deep in my chest.Finally, Derek’s car slowed. Ahead stood a tall, concrete building: The City Marriage Registry.His car came to a stop as he stepped out, an envelope in hand, and waited.Mr. Gab pulled in behind him as I stepped out, then walked toward Derek without a word and together, w

Liora's POVI met Derek’s gaze just as he forced a smile. Without responding, I turned back to Aurora, pulling her closer.“I won’t leave you,” I said, the words heavy on my tongue, yet steady enough to bring her comfort.Aurora’s face lit up instantly.“I love you, Mummy,” she said, her tiny voice ringing with innocent certainty.My brows arched slightly at the word, but I quickly masked it, softening my expression.“I love you too, Rora,” I replied gently.She blinked up at me. “Rora?”I rolled my eyes playfully. “Do you not like it?”Her laughter bubbled out, light and contagious. “I love it!”“Are you sure? ” I teased, tickling her sides.Her laughter filled the room, echoing with pure joy.Derek sat, watching us quietly… just then, footsteps began approaching.The soft, measured sound echoed through as my body went still.I swallowed hard, bracing myself.“Liora… is that you?”I turned to see his mother approaching.“Yes, ma’am,” I replied respectfully, giving a slight bow.Derek

Trisha lifted the microphone as she stepped onto the stage, her presence immediately commanding attention.No… I can’t let her do this.I pushed forward, weaving through the crowd, ignoring the voices that called my name and the hands that tried to stop me. My focus remained fixed ahead.I halted at the foot of the stage, my breath uneven, my eyes locking onto Liora, whose lips curved into a knowing smirk.“Don’t do this, Trisha,” I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper, yet heavy with urgency.Trisha tilted her head slightly, her gaze flickering down to me for a fleeting second before returning to the audience, the smirk never leaving her lips.“Good evening, everyone,” she began smoothly, her voice light yet effortlessly carrying across the hall.A few guests chuckled, assuming this was nothing more than part of the celebration.My fingers curled into fists at my sides.“Trisha…” I whispered again, more desperate this time, but she ignored me.“I wasn’t exactly invited to speak t

“I’m not hiding anything from you,” I said, forcing steadiness into my voice.“Liora…” he called softly, his gaze fixed on me as my pulse quickened.At once, the contract condition resurfaced in my mind:NO INTERFERENCE IN EACH OTHER'S PRIVATE LIVES.My jaw tightened, but this time, when I met his eyes, I was composed.“You made it clear in the contract, no interference in each other’s private lives,” I reminded him firmly.He hesitated. “But this isn’t just about you. It’s about…”“It is my private life,” I said, quieter now, but no less firm. “What I do… where I go… that’s not yours to question.”Derek fell silent, studying me with an intensity that made my chest tighten. Still, I held my expression steady, refusing to let anything slip.After a moment, he stood, his gaze never leaving mine. “If you’re not going with me… I can’t leave either. People will start asking questions.”“You can,” I replied quickly. “We’ll tell them you left to attend to your newly acquired property.”He ex

Author’s POV*The next day*Stephanie guided Elara into the living room, her grip firm yet careful as she helped her settle onto the sofa.Elara leaned back, exhaustion evident in the way her shoulders slumped.“Mum… I’m starving,” she murmured weakly.“I’ll get you something,” Stephanie replied, turning toward the kitchen.But the moment she stepped inside, she froze. The kitchen was completely bare; no groceries… no leftovers, not even a crumb.Her expression darkened instantly. Jaw tightening, she spun on her heels and marched out, heading straight for Lucien’s room.Her knock was harsh, almost a bang.Inside, Lucien flinched, startled as he hastily arranged his belongings into a bag.“Who is it?” he called, moving toward the door.He opened it, and the moment he saw Stephanie, his chest tightened.“You… you’re back already?” he asked, his voice strained.“Obviously,” she snapped. “Or did you expect us to stay at the hospital forever while you came home to relax?”Her eyes burned w