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Julian watched me for another moment before taking a small step backward. “I think…” he began quietly. “I’ve probably overwhelmed you enough for one day.” I looked up, catching the faintest hint of an apologetic smile on his face. He then inclined his head politely, “It was good to meet you… Heather.” He added after hesitating for a second, and something inside me stilled. Out of everyone I’d met since waking up in this mansion, he was the first person who hadn’t tried to correct my name or insisted I was someone else.

“Let’s build our future and a family, if that’s still what you want.” “More than anything,” he breathed against my lips, and before I knew it, I was engulfed in his embrace, where fear and hope collided beautifully. The tapestry of what was to come unfurled before us a new chapter, hand in hand. As I pulled back, a sudden thought struck me. “Oh! We should come up with a plan to get my company back from Becky and Louisa! I need to regain control!” His laughter danced like music in the air. “Let’s take this one day at a time, heiress. We’ve already made so many enemies. Never forget you still have your father to contend with.”

The questions gnawed at me, but I forced myself to focus on the task at hand—stopping Emily and Jessica. My daughter’s voice broke through my thoughts. “Turn left here, Auntie Sarah!” she directed, her small finger pointing at the map. Sarah followed her instructions without hesitation, the car weaving through the less crowded back roads. My hands trembled slightly as I applied the last touches of mascara. I took a deep breath, glancing at my reflection in the car mirror. Gone was the scared, broken girl from six years ago. I had transformed myself—physically, mentally, and professionally. I was no longer the weak victim. I was Susan Davidson, the rightful heir to the Davidson Corporation.

I added “And you too ma'am” she replied. Mrs Belinda had always been a calm and kind woman. Always smiling and hardworking. She had done to much for me so it’s only right I return her calm gesture. I never truly appreciated her enough but this time, I would. I tied my hair up in a messy bun as I went down the staircase, I was starving. The dining table was filled with different kinds of breakfast— just as it was in my past life. Jamie and Lily were already sitted, already comfortable, already stealing glances at each other. My stomach twisted. I could recall this day and I knew everything that happened but there was going to be a slight change this time.

Maybe it was all of it combined—the unique, unrepeatable Adora. A shock ran through him, and for a moment, he found it hard to believe. He had actually fallen for his own nephew’s ex-girlfriend, the once-privileged heiress who had fallen from grace and only recently clawed her way back, Adora Matthews! The sharp beep of a new message broke his trance. He refocused on the screen. Madame Lee: "Since you’re not answering, I guess I was right. Sorry, but I’m not interested, so don’t waste your time."

Whether she was willing to listen to me or not, I was going to do what I wanted to. I dropped the idea of going back to check up on Darius as Hazel got into describing what had happened in the book she'd just finished reading. Apparently, it was a love story between a mafia heir and a runaway princess. While I would always jump on an opportunity to read, I couldn't help but countdown the minutes that was left till it was time. Around an hour later, the said time arrived

Each burst temporarily blinds me, making me grip Kieran's arm tighter for stability. They scale fire escapes, lean from windows, push through barriers… all for that career-defining shot. #The runaway bride escaping with her lover while her abandoned groom rages behind her# #The heiress who chose passion over duty# #The woman who brought two dynasties to their knees in a single afternoon# This image will be everywhere within the hour. Magazines, websites, social media. It'll launch unauthorized biographies, documentary series, maybe even a feature film someday. "ELISE BLACKWOOD!" A woman reporter screams my name with raw desperation, thrusting her microphone forward. "IS THIS REVENGE FOR ALEX

But the sheets felt real. Somehow, somehow, she had returned. She's given a second chance. She didn't know how. Whether it was the fury in her soul that refused to let go, or the cruel mercy of fate. But she had been brought back. And she wouldn't waste it. There would be no love this time. No pleading, no hoping. She wouldn't grovel at the feet of men who only saw her as convenient. And Jane Thorne… she wouldn't take anything from her again.

she whispered and he smiled, a smug and satisfied look. “You would really get them back for me?” Adrian asked her and she shrugged. “I love you, it is the least I can do. I will make sure they pay,” she muttered and he nodded, he didn’t doubt her for a second. She was almost as sinister as he, if he got the story right, rumors had circulated that she had climbed a friend to obtain the little stardom and position in society she had. Cassandra Monroe, soon to be Hales, was the queen of sabotage here and he didn’t doubt her if she said she would get them back.