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“How long will I hide the truth from her? We’re returning tomorrow.” I disconnected the call and walked back to the bedroom to see Sydney fast asleep. I couldn’t announce the change of plans to her. After booking our tickets for our return, I lay down beside her to sleep. My body reacted at the sight of her ripe body. I hated her, didn’t I? Then why couldn’t I control the intense desire coursing through my body for her? Why couldn’t I stay away from her? My revenge was successful. I had given Philippe Bardot a taste of his own medicine. Yet I felt no happiness. Why didn’t I want to celebrate my win?

“What a surprise. I must say, I didn’t expect such esteemed guests today.” Mrs. Montgomery returned the smile, hers more polite than warm. Ernest simply offered a nod. Before I could ask further, Oliver stepped closer to me and leaned in, whispering into my ear. “He’s here to see Grace, Mother. Where is she?” I blinked, my body tensing slightly. ''Grace? Why would he want to see her?'' I asked myself, staring at them blankly. Yes! Grace’s return had attracted attention. She was, after all, the most talked-about daughter of the late Mr. Wellington. But this... this felt different. This wasn’t mere curiosity; there was something behind it. I composed myself and turned to Ernest, my smile more

Laura admitted quietly then shrugged, “nothing serious.” “Whoa,” I gasped. “I didn't realize you were…” She leaned forward, smiling wide, “into women? Don't worry, I'm also into men.” I don't know why that made me laugh, but it did. “So the heiress is your ex? Wow.” “She’s not my ex,” Laura replied. “We just fucked. I despise the Nepos who think money can buy them everything. They walk in expecting doors to open just because they were born lucky.” She sighed as she went on.

She turned her head and saw someone approaching behind us. "Anyway, Adrian and I have a match planned with the Nowells," Isabella continued cheerfully, completely oblivious to the damage she was doing. "Come on, Adrian, we're going to be late!" The Nowells. One of the old, wealthy families in the city. Of course. I felt small, standing there between them. The bankrupt heiress. The jealous villain. The joke of the elite. You name it. I’ve never been embarrassed in my life as I was right now.

Every video showed me studying until the early hours, notebooks covered in dense notes, even memorizing notes while I was showering or using the bathroom… I smiled at Tessa. "Actually, I should thank you. If I hadn't spent the past months as an heiress, I never would've had such a great environment to study. And with a handsome guy around to have fun with whenever I got tired of studying, how could I not end up as the top scorer?" After my reply, the comments section went absolutely wild. "Did the author change the plot? I swear, the story wasn't like this before!" "How did this go from a sweet romance to a power fantasy? The cannon fodder's epic revenge! This is the kind of story I love!"

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And besides, it would be a little hypocritical of her to refuse him now on the basis of his wealth, when she had just unearthed laws making herself one of the youngest female CEO billionaires in history. Pot and kettle and all that. Feeling like her thoughts had been gathered, Abigail headed back to the house. But she decided to make a pit stop. She now knew that the uncultivated lands she had been so casually strolling on for months did not, in fact, belong to her father and were not part of his estate. But, Abigail supposed, no one had arrested her yet. So, she might as well take one last walk there. She was walking for a few minutes, when she heard a familiar voice.

This was it. The moment I could back out. Walk away. Runaway back to Hongkong and start over. But then I remembered his promise…. “You’ll see her grave, Elena. You’ll have your mother’s truth.” My fists clenched under the bouquet. That was the deal. Marry the monster……Destroy him from inside…..Then finally, finally get the life I deserved. The priest’s voice snapped me back. “Do you, Elena Reed, take Adrian Blackthorne to be your lawfully wedded husband….”

Meg stepped forward, her eyes ablaze with righteous fury. Silence consumed the office, and officer Gabby was left in a state of dilemma. He once heard that the heiress of the Song family is heartless and cold. Could he risk his life just for a cheap penny? “Didn't you hear her?” Enzo yelled dangerously. “I… I….he stammered. He felt his gut wrench as Enzo snapped his fingers. And before you know it. Hefty, dangerous men walked in. “I will speak, I will speak”. He could feel his own ragged breathing as he pleaded silently.