The Forgotten Heiress Returns のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

The cameras flashed repeatedly as Elizabeth stepped out of the black vehicle and walked toward the television station entrance.She wore a dark designer suit, expensive sunglasses, and a calm expression that revealed very little emotion.Only a few months earlier, she had been behind prison walls, separated from the wealth and influence she once controlled.Now she was standing before journalists again, surrounded by microphones, cameras, and reporters desperate to hear her side of the story.Elizabeth removed her sunglasses slowly before taking her seat inside the brightly lit interview studio.The interviewer sat opposite her with several documents arranged neatly across the glass table between them.Elizabeth looked remarkably composed for someone whose name had remained attached to one of the family's biggest scandals.The interviewer leaned forward slightly, studying her expression before beginning the conversation."Mdm. Elizabeth, you have spent months in prison, and now you're

"His father has ordered Cornell to bring him a court-ordered DNA test from three independent doctors," Zoe said, his voice deadly quiet, "or neither of us will ever step foot on the estate again. He's ready to rip Cornell of his inheritance if we don't do this, mom. What do we do? You know the tru...""Shhh.....!" Marian snapped instantly, raising a finger to her mouth as Zoe halted. Marian turned sideways as if to see if anyone was listening to them. "What the hell are you trying to do? Listen. That child is his. Did you here me?"Zoe swallowed and nodded, fear gripping her as she stared across the small table separating them inside the prison visiting room.Her fingers remained tightly locked together, trembling slightly while her mother's words continued echoing inside her troubled mind.The room was filled with the low sounds of other visitors speaking quietly with prisoners separated from them.A uniformed warden stood several feet away near the entrance, watching the room with a

"You're seriously going to betray your family over personal grievances?" Amber asked, shocked at Cornell's resolve.Amber remained standing opposite the desk, her eyes fixed firmly on Cornell as the weight of his words settled around them.The folder she had dropped earlier remained open across the polished desk, its papers scattered slightly from the force of her movement.Cornell stood on the other side, his breathing noticeably heavier while his fingers remained tightly wrapped around the edge of the desk.Neither of them moved for several seconds, leaving the silence inside the study almost unbearable.Cornell started laughing bitterly. "This is more than personal, bitch." He cursed. "Take a look back at our family. Is this what the Winchester family is known for? Ever since you step feet into this family, it's been one rival over another, tearing us apart from inside out."His laughter slowly disappeared, leaving a hard expression across his face as he stared directly at Amber.A

“I still don't understand how Zoe managed to get Cornell back after everything that happened between them,” the first lady said, lowering her voice as she glanced across the crowded ballroom.Her companion gave a short laugh, lifting her glass before taking another careful sip.“Get him back? Please. That girl has been planning her way into the Winchester family for years, and now she suddenly has a pregnancy to complete the job.”The third lady frowned, shifting slightly in her chair as she watched guests moving around the ballroom.“I don't think that is fair. You people always make Zoe sound worse than she is. Cornell and Zoe have history, and whatever happened between them, there are feelings involved.”“Feelings?” the second lady asked, raising an eyebrow. “Do you honestly believe love is what brought her running back to Cornell after Amber took over everything?”The first lady shook her head slowly.“I do. Not every woman who falls pregnant is automatically plotting something. P

"Be on the look out for Amber!" Oliver ordered, turning slightly to his men. "We must find and save her."His voice carried through the smoke-filled passage, reaching every member of the tactical team stationed behind him.The men immediately spread across the underground passage, checking every doorway and narrow opening surrounding the escape tunnel.Oliver remained at the front, his weapon firmly secured in his hand while his eyes searched the darkness.The distant sound of footsteps continued ahead, growing fainter with every passing second inside the underground passage.He raised one hand, signaling his men to remain alert while he moved toward the heavy iron door.Dust covered the floor beneath his boots, disturbed by the hurried movement of whoever had escaped through the tunnel.Oliver studied the thick metal door for several seconds, noticing scratches around the lock and fresh marks along its surface.He looked over his shoulder and saw his men positioned along the passage,