Novel & Cerita The Spoiled Heiress Became Strong After Release

Then I walked out, never looking back. Of course, it started raining. My knees ached, the kind of sharp, biting pain that made my eyes water. Seven years ago, I was a headline: [Spencer Heiress Breaks Off Engagement for Love]. A spoiled rich girl giving it all up for her college sweetheart—a classic romance. Seven years later? Tom was a self-made success, a name people respected. And me? I was walking out with nothing but a battered heart and an empty suitcase. It was ridiculous. No, beyond ridiculous.

“#CorporateManipulation #ReidIndustriesIs the former heiress who is now an armchair CEO truly qualified for this position?" Spyware controversy? It sounds like a cover-up by the family. I would not put my confidence in her. I felt a knot in my gut. I was praised as the lady who rescued Reid Industries only twenty-four hours earlier, but now everyone had nasty opinions about me. I pushed my wet hair away from my face and sat up. Although the aroma of coffee coming from the kitchen should have been reassuring, it instead served to highlight the difference between the peaceful triumph of last night and the unrelenting attention of today.

I remembered how Raymond had thrown me out onto the street, calling me useless and making me feel like I was nothing without his wealth. I remembered how Beatrice and Madam Hemilighton had tried to crush my spirit, using their billions of dollars to keep me down on the floor. A strong feeling of pride rose up inside my heart as I looked down at my golden engagement ring shining under the morning light. I had survived all their wicked traps, stood toe-to-toe with powerful empires, and brought down the bad people who tried to destroy my dignity. I was no longer that weak girl who cried in dark rooms, but a strong, resilient woman who had fought for her freedom and won the battle completely.

Her brows knitted and she chewed on her bottom lip as she read out loud. “Hello, my wonderful fans. It's been a long ass time, but your baddest bitch is back, and she's back with loads of drama! Eek! The last time I brought the tea, you all called me a marriage destroyer and all sorts of names, but look how that turned out. I saved their marriage-by destroying it nonetheless-but at least no one is being lied to. Both spouses are happily separated. As always, I bring out the truth. Now, I have returned with more juicy stories. There is a billionairess out there whose husband is squandering her family's money (on me) just because she's infertile. There's more to the tea than meets the eye.

You might lose them both the next time you try something so foolish," I said, throwing her hand away with so much force that she stumbled back. "Okay people, party is over," I yelled as I walked away. The crowd parted for me to pass, but then I turned, my eyes returning to her. "See you soon, bestie," I said with a scornful smile as I walked out of the building. Phase one was completed. Returned back into the space, reminded them that I was still that girl, showed the media that I didn't come to play, and showed Ethan and Ashley the tip of the iceberg—just a little taste of what was about to befall them.

"Of course they don't know each other. The fake heiress lost her Westbridge University spot, so now she's resorting to cheap tricks to seduce Spencer. She's downright shameless for always trying to steal the real heiress' man." Me? Trying to seduce Spencer? What an absurd, pathetic assumption. I straightened the desk that had been kicked askew expressionlessly and erased the butterfly doodle with my eraser. Then, under the mix of sympathetic, scornful, and gloating stares, I walked out of the class with my head held high.

besides, I'm the heiress. "That makes me the first then," he chuckled. "Who is the heiress?" I inquired, thankfully he doesn't find me suspicious "She's a shameless whore, who does nothing but fly around the country," he spat. I was immediately annoyed, but if he noticed, it will ruin my plans so instead I just smiled "I even slept with her on several occasions and she kept running back to me even when she was married."Why would he shatter my image as such to people?

“Sentiment is for the weak, Lucas. Control is everything. You take what you deserve, and you make the world see it your way.” “I hope you’re happy,” I said, tracing the engraved letters of his name. “I’m close. So close to achieving everything you wanted. I need your prayers, or whatever it is you’ve got up there. After all, you said prayers are for weaklings.” I let out a short, frustrated breath. “They won. The court case. They managed to vindicate her father. Cleaned up the old man’s name.” A hot spike of anger shot through me. That should have been my leverage. That scandal should have been the wedge to finally break Alexander's perfect life and reputation.

“You raised raccoons in couture.” It was beautiful chaos. The headlines by evening? "Krystal Hunter: Heiress of Poise, Power, and Petty Revenge." "McLaren Empire Collapses, Reborn Under the Hunter Legacy." "From Ashes to A-List: The Queen Returns." Tomas toasted with his glass of wine. “To poetic justice.” Darren wrapped an arm around my waist and kissed my temple, eyes glinting with something deeper than just celebration. “You didn’t just burn the house down, love. You rebuilt a palace on the ashes.”

She had done her findings and she had realized they found her in the sea like trash. And yet, Ross defended her like she was the last piece of civilization left on Earth. So what if she closed the G Apex deal? She probably had inside help from Ross so he could make her look good. Vanessa would never let that stand. Her teeth clicked together. He was supposed to marry someone like her, something worthy of his caliber. Not a soggy, trembling girl who looked like she belonged in a painting of a shipwreck. Vanessa had grown up in their world, had lunch with senators and danced with heirs. She knew how to fold her napkin, knew how to seduce without looking like she was trying. She was certain Emm