Novel & Cerita The Heiress Revived From The 5-year Torture

My mind is still trying to process everything. Not a true Blackwood heiress. Diana and Kieran. Childhood betrothed. Ulterior motive. The pieces are falling into place, but the picture they're forming is too horrific to comprehend. Vivienne raises her hand, and I see the slap coming. The physical manifestation of her contempt. I Instinctively close my eyes, bracing for impact. But the slap doesn't land. I peel my eyes open, confused, and find Vivienne's wrist held firmly by someone.

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."

If she wasn’t tied to the chair, she could have stood up and devoured me. “Shut your mouth and I will be back in five minutes!” I told her firmly. “I will be back within five minutes. I am giving you this time to reconsider. I planned on cutting off all ten fingers and I am quite disappointed that I might get to cut off only one. Please reconsider by the time I get back. The torture is the first in my life and that must be the reason it is so thrilling.” Charlotte gasped.

I instructed her with a serious tone. “Okay, I will do that. Thanks, Mimi,” she said before hanging up. The last time I saw her, she was already looking better than when we first met. The lotion I developed for her works by reversing the effects of the one that her stepmother has been poisoning her with. She is just too softhearted for her own good, still believing that her stepmother will change. “Somebody call an ambulance!” I immediately made my way downstairs when I heard the commotion. I stood on the stairs when I saw Elizabeth crying and screaming while Sasha was on the floor gasping from pain.

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.

"Do you think I forgot? Should I remind you of all the horrors you put me through? All the times you made me feel like I was nothing? Like I didn't deserve to exist?" Lily sniffled, her hands trembling against the cold floor. I scoffed. "I remember every moment of my suffering. How you and your mother treated me like a disposable rag when we were growing up. How you stole my inheritance after my father died, leaving me with nothing. And then—" I let out a humorless laugh, "—the ultimate betrayal. You poisoned me, Lily. You made me miscarry my precious baby, my only child, and you stood there, watching as I bled and suffered, almost dying. And when I thought you couldn't stoop any lower, you

”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.”

"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?

"Once the imposter's gone, that room of hers? Perfect for our real sister." John and Kevin jumped in too, parroting the same vibe—no pity, no hesitation. Just raw relief like they were finally tossing out some unwanted junk. Those words didn't just hurt; they shredded what was left of her once-devoted heart. But now, Clara was back. Reborn. Standing at the very point where everything had started to go wrong. She stared at them—wolves in human skin—with a heart that had long since frozen over. There was no warmth left for these people. Just a furnace of cold hatred and deep, simmering fury... and finally, a strange kind of calm.

Before me was a middle-aged lady returning from the farm. “She isn't married up till now?” I arched my brows. “Why does her face seem familiar like we had met for once?” She dropped the basin she was holding and bowed to me. “Long live, Supreme Heiress!!” She isn't shocked that I was living, which means she and the hunter knew I was alive. I climbed down the veranda and took a good look at the side of her neck. I found the scar the hunter told me about and then pulled her into a hug.