Novel & Cerita The Heiress Revenge: Abandoned No More

"We want a plan. We’re not just going to allow that asshole to stroll away from this unscathed." I blinked at her. "What do you suggest?" She grinned, and I should see that acquainted glint in her eye. Sasha cherished an amazing revenge plan. "I’m pronouncing, he’s no longer going to break out with this. You deserve better than being tossed apart like final season’s fashion. So we’re going to make sure that he regrets this." I frowned, my mind spinning from the alcohol and the emotional rollercoaster of the day. "I don’t realize, Sasha. I’m not sincerely in the mood for revenge."

he said softly, his eyes searching mine with a tenderness that made my heart ache. “I don’t have a choice,” I whispered. “If I falter, everything falls apart.” He shook his head gently. “We carry this burden together.” The words were a balm, but I knew the truth. I had always carried more—because I was the heiress. Because the blood spilled in my family’s name had to be avenged. But now, more than ever, I realized that revenge wasn’t enough. We needed more than fury. We needed strategy, alliances, and above all, trust.

I looked at Richard again. “Ms Cherry, I guess it’s just best you enter into the car with me and allow me to take you to your moths to get all the answers to your questions.”I entered into the limousine without thinking twice because I needed answers to your questions I needed to see the face of the man and woman who abandoned me. I was taken into a very large mansion. It was so big and luxurious. It was bigger than Leonard’s mansion. As I stepped out of the limousine,Richard guided me into the house.

"Your Honor, my son has suffered so much! He married her, and for five years, our family practically took care of her for nothing!" What? Wiping her tears, she said, "This woman is so deceitful! When she married my son, she hid that she was the heiress of Shalton Group, making my son endure hardship with her. Now that my son's in trouble, she walks away. How is that fair?" What? Emily said, "Exactly! She spent extravagantly during the marriage. I know she has handbags worth millions, which should count as marital property and must be divided!" What?

BRAD I'm taken aback by the transformation. Gone are the mahogany furniture and leather chairs, replaced instead with dark red velvet and metal restraints. The walls are adorned with various whips and chains, and a St. Andrew's cross stands prominently in the corner. Mrs. Raina, the woman I've been trying to impress for weeks in order to secure her vote for CEO, smirks at my reaction. "I see you like my little secret." I swallow hard, trying to process what I'm seeing. "I had no idea you were into...this."

“You’re the Thorne heiress?” I gave them a sharp gaze. Then their knees fell to the ground. “We’re sorry, Ma’am.” One of the abductors said shakily. “We didn't know you were the Thorne heiress.” I leaned back lazily against the chair. “And yet,” I said softly, “you still accepted the money.” Silence stretched in the room. “But what happens now?” Lynda asked quietly, slowly shutting down the laptop. The television continued speaking in the background while police vehicles crowded the entrance of Parker Group headquarters.

The car ride to Melendez Corp felt strange, it had been years since I'd been to the family company, back then when I was still just Ariana Lopez, nobody special. Now? Things have change. I won’t lie part of me missed the less attention I use to get when I lived a simple and affordable life with Angelo before he messed everything up. The car stopped in front of the tall glass building. I took a deep breath and stepped out. The moment I walked through the revolving doors, whispers started. "That's her..." "The Melendez heiress..." "She married Dante Russo yesterday..." I kept my head high, ignoring them all. The elevator ride to the top floor felt endless, when the doors opened, everything loo

I stopped but didn't turn around. “ I don't know why,but anytime I look at you it feels like someone is telling me to remember something I had forgotten “. I slowly turned and looked at him. Our eyes met for one second. I almost forgot I was Vivian Salvatore. I smiled calmly. “Maybe some memories refuse to stay buried”. The elevator door closed and neither of us noticed the figure standing behind us. Annabel! Her finger tightened on her phone as hatred consumed her. She had worked so hard to erase Sandra from Michael's life,she wasn't going to let Vivian Salvatore take her place.