Novel & Cerita The Heiress Revenge: Abandoned No More

Before returning to the country, she had already set up the whole gambling trap. Evelyn’s obsession with gambling was no secret—Amanda had long understood her adoptive mother’s vices and had crafted this show just for her. She came back for revenge. Whatever they did to her back then, she would return it tenfold now. They had stolen the Condensed Fragrance Pill recipe and profited handsomely for years. But soon, they would learn what it meant to wish they were dead.

"The Golds are maids? Does that even make any sense to you?" "You should know, young mistress, that I have been searching for you for years. So I have proof. Enough of it. They thought they'd taken everything you and your parents owned. But what they stole was only just a percentage of your real wealth. I've been searching for you to reclaim your throne as the last heiress of the Delacroix."

"The world is going to see that Rossi label. They are going to look for you Hannah." "Let them look " I said. I leaned my head against his shoulder. "They will find a woman who works in a press house and buys her bread in the square. They will find a Trust that belongs to a village. They will not find an heiress. The Hidden Heiress died the day I returned the deed to Marco. What is left is me." I felt a sense of freedom. It was as if the last tie to my life had been cut. The long and difficult journey of my past the struggle and the revenge had been reduced to a fact: I was home.

When he brought her like a piece of rag from that lying bitch, she admits that she lost hope but she sees a future now and she can grab it. She is not a whore and will never be one. She is the heiress of GLV Winery and she will not let her story turn out this way. She will not be a piece of wood in the closet of this bastard. She will bid her time and escape. She will find that witch and teach her a life lesson she will never forget. She made Uncle Nicholas squandered all her fortune as if that was not enough, she sold her. Talking about having your cake and eating it too but she will make this earth bitter for her.

He said. "I've been working my butt off for everyone all my life" "And It's time for me to step down and enjoy the rest of my life" I was so shocked. Don't tell me. "It's time to introduce the new successor of Madden Group of Hospitals and Madden Realty Group" No way. Not yet. "Let me introduce to you, my one and only heiress, the reason for all of my hard work. Soline Madden" My mouth dropped. I want to throw tantrums at dad but everyone is looking at me including the men I slept with.

He released my wrist, still glaring into my eyes and I maintained the eye contact. “You think you've become powerful now, just because you're an heiress, right?” “Exactly. That's what I think. And whoever crosses my path, I'll crush with the sole of my feet. You don't how I suffered before I got here.” I hissed. “Today was just your first day and look what you've done…” “You should be grateful to me for goodness sake. I saved your sorry ass. Your girlfriend came here and create a scene. If the news had gone out, what do you think will happen to your reputation? Huh?”

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

she waved off the familiarities, “we have no use for them child, do we?” I chuckled, “I still love it, tears of etiquette, something becomes a habit.” She gave off another chuckle and moaned in adoration. “That’s why I love England. They respect you even if they hate you. Some things just stick.” We locked hands in a light gesture as we strode down the halls. The rooms were still locked as they were yet to be open. “I heard about your little treasure chest that you hit.” I grimaced in a curt manner. Of course she knew about it already. “Just looking to expand my father’s business, nothing too grand.”

Saab frowned. Daisy tilted her head as she looked at Saab, “That guy who bravely asked uncle for permission in the banquet” “Oh, the brave billionaire,” said Saab excitedly, “That's exciting. I think he is perfect for you, Margaux” “I know right!” Daisy chirped. Then, she stood up and walked towards the bed. Gracefully, she sat on the edge of the bed and lifted Margaux's head from the pillow, “Are you ready to start your revenge?” she asked while smiling wickedly.

“Mabel forged documents years ago. She had stolen millions. If Jordan is recognized as the rightful heir… everything collapses. Her entire empire. Her life.” Marcus cursed viciously under his breath. Damien’s fists clenched so tightly I heard his knuckles crack. “So this was never just revenge,” Damien said, his voice dangerously low. Victor nodded slowly. “It started as revenge. But now… it’s survival.” A long, suffocating silence followed. Then Victor reached painfully into the inside pocket of his torn jacket. Every guard in the room instantly raised their weapons, the metallic clicks echoing sharply.