Revenge Of The Abandoned Heiress Novels & Stories

Carry out my revenge? I thought this as I set my three year old on the bed in her room. Her features were the exact replica of her father. Those same luscious green eyes that stared right at me and said that he didn’t know me. Those same eyes hunted me when I stared at Ethel. My breath hitched as the thought of those same eyes boring into mine hunted me and I staggered back despite myself. I have to face them, I must. My whole three and half years has been filled with plot of how I would dismantle the organisation that I gave my all to. I would take them out limb by limb until they were nothing but chaffs before the wind. They’d be a ghost of themselves.

Selena’s POV I shook my head. “No. You don’t have to.” If revenge ever came, I wanted it to be by my own hands. Not gifted to me like a favor. Not something I’d owe a man for. If I wanted satisfaction, it would be the kind I carved out myself. That way, I could look them all in the eye—Luca, Mrs. Ashford, Theo—and know I rose to the top without needing a single one of them.

I stood up and stared at her coldly, “This is a relic of my mother. Where are you going to buy it?” Stella’s POV: I hadn’t expected this was a relic of her mother. I felt a little sorry and lowered my head. “Sorry.” “Sorry?” Ailina sneered, “Get lost.” I was surprised. No one had ever dared to say these words to me. I frowned. “Ailina, I know it is my fault that I broke your mother’s relic, but you should not say such words to me.” “Get lost,” Ailina said once again and her voice became colder.

“I believe you. I’m sure you’ll remain faithful to me even if I can’t give you a child. Right?” Alexander nodded firmly. “All right. I won’t disturb you at work any longer. It’s time for you to get back to work. I’ll be going now.” Sabina rose to her feet with her lunch bag in hand. Alexander stood as well, wrapping an arm around her waist as he escorted her out of the office. “Amanda, you should come over for dinner sometime. I’ll cook my specialty for you,” Sabina said warmly as they passed the secretary’s desk. Amanda looked up awkwardly. “Th-Thank you for the invitation, Mrs. Morales.”

“That’s…..wow.” “What’s funny?” I asked coldly. She shook her head, still smiling. “Nothing. It’s just……impressive….I didn't know Sweet,calm Elena had it in her.” “Impressive how?” “She really committed….Even after all these years.” Camille said. “That’s some next-level revenge.” “Revenge?” I repeated. “Against you,” she said lightly. “Against me……Against everything that went wrong….She has every right tho’”

I had been called useless so many times that at this point, it didn't even hurt anymore. But watching her, Isabella, the girl I saved from two men who wanted to rape her. I gave her money for tuition. Even when Adrian got angry with her, I tried to settle their fight. Was that just a pretence? Was that all I was to her? Useless. But I didn't care about that. I shook my head. I stepped toward Adrian,my body trembling. “Tell me, this was a mistake… Tell me, you are sorry.” "Oh darling, I am not sorry,” he said. My face paled. "I’ve repaid you for everything that you owe me… Isabella is worth ten times of you”

For three long, brutal years since her father died, every man in her life had treated her like a piece on a chessboard, a prize to be won, or a corporate asset to be liquidated. Ethan Vance was the only man who looked at her like a human being worth burning the world down to protect. She gripped his forearm tightly, her manicured nails digging into the heavy wool of his jacket. "Then let's go give them a show." --- The sleek midnight-black Maybach pulled into the private underground VIP loading bay beneath the Grand Sterling Plaza. Rain pattered softly against the concrete ceiling as armed guards in sharp suits stood at attention every ten feet. The rear door clicked open.

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.

At that instant, as she stood there watching her husband with another woman, she realized just how wrong she’d been playing, how she’d deviated from her revenge plans, how she’d let Caspian distract her mind and caused her to loose focus on the reason for her rebirth. She’d focused on her silly romance with Caspian and had forgotten the betrayal from her past life, the revenge plans that she had for Elle and Jason. She forgot everything including how badly they’d hurt her and how much she hated them to death. But it wasn’t too late, was it? It wasn’t too late to correct everything and make sure that her enemies pay for their crimes against her. Perhaps it was time to complete her Rebirth in

”My name is Emilia L’Avogue. “Excuse me, Ma’am. I would love to leave you both.”Richard said taking his leave. She moved closer to where I was moving with her wheelchair. I noticed how pale her face looked as she got closer to me. “Why did you abandon me?” I spoke with anger. “I can explain my dear.It all happened a long time ago. I have been trying to look for you for the past fifteen years now. I tried to get your information from the orphanage you were dropped.”