Novel & Cerita The Stray Heiress Strikes Back

I heard Helen scream,a chair hit violently across the floor. My instincts took over. “Walter”. “I'm here”. A dull thud echoed nearby,then someone screamed then another crash. Then an unmistakable sound of struggle, Maria cried out. “ Miss Vivian”. Before I could grab her,a glove hand held my wrists. Hard,the grip was powerful and cold. A familiar cold voice whispered in my ear. “You should have stayed dead”. Every hair on my body stood. That voice,then fragments. Rain,the smell of gasoline then the voice saying finish her.

Her voice hit the room before she did. I didn’t turn around. “You could knock next time.” “I did,” she said, heels clicking across the floor. “Three times. You just like pretending not to hear me….. Including when I asked if the trespasser was in here….and she was here!” She stopped beside me, close enough that I caught her perfume,.... drowsy and seducing. It used to drive me insane most nights. “What happened?” she asked, nodding toward the door. “I saw Miles drag the girl out.”

"I was not here. I swear." Emily moved. Fast. I did not see it coming. The slap hit hard. My head snapped to the side. Pain exploded across my cheek. Sharp. Burning. I lost my balance. My hand slipped on the blood. I caught myself on the floor. My vision blurred for a second. A ringing sound filled my ears. "You did this." Emily’s voice shook. Not with fear. With anger. "You have been trying to destroy this family from the beginning." My chest rose quickly.

*************** I was woken up by the chirping of birds and the relentless buzzing of my phone. The sun, which had set from the east, almost blinded my face, causing my vision to become blurred. Upon picking up my phone, I almost lost my balance when I saw the news headline. THE HEIRESS OF THE LANCASTER GROUP, NOW MRS. REID HAS BEEN CAUGHT IN BED WITH ANOTHER MAN JUST AFTER THE DEATH OF HER HUSBAND’S GRANDMOTHER. WHAT COULD BE HAPPENING? I quickly got out of bed and made my way towards the bathroom. Searching for Alex, but to no avail.

His grip was tight, anger radiating off him. I yanked my hand free, taking a step back to avoid him. My eyes moved to her—the woman in the strapless dress who was supposed to be marrying the man who’d destroyed me. She met my gaze with a smug smile, like she didn’t have a care in the world, like nothing I could say or do would crack her perfect little world. It only made me angrier. Turning toward the crowd, I let my voice carry as I swung my gaze back to Roy. “Did you think you could knock me up and then marry another bitch?”

“I've told you that necklace is important to me. It's a family heirloom that belongs to my grandma.” Liam only knew about the necklace. He never knew that Haley also took his mother's money. “What did you do again, Haley?” But the girl ignored his question, treating him as air. Folding her hands, she accessed his mother from head to toe, her face holding a calm smile. “I can see you're very healthy for someone who fell from the stairs, Vera Nash.” “Just shut up and admit that you're a thief!” Vera said. “It's high time Willy realizes what a bad woman you are!”

But as Reid reached the spot, his heart dropped. It wasn’t Raina. It wasn’t Leif. It was a stranger, barely alive, one leg mangled as if bitten through by wild beasts. Reid’s expression froze the instant he saw the man. He rushed forward, grabbed the man by the collar, and shouted through clenched teeth—tears unknowingly streaming down his face: “Who are you?! Why are you here?! Where’s Raina?! Where is she?!” ***

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" The stranger—she still didn't know his name—didn't release her from his gentle hold. Instead, he turned slightly, positioning himself so that he was partially shielding her from Miles' advance while still keeping her close against his side. "I'm sorry," the stranger said, his voice carrying a note of polite confusion, "but are you speaking to my companion? Because I'm fairly certain she's occupied at the moment." "Your companion?" Miles' voice rose higher, drawing even more attention from the other guests. "That's my fiancée you're manhandling!"

As soon as she was gone, I quickly dragged my chair towards the bottle and felt for it on the floor. I fell onto the bottle, wincing in pain as it shattered beneath me. I stretched out my hands, feeling for a sharp piece, and picked it up. Using it to cut through the ropes, I managed to free myself in no time. A sigh of relief escaped my lips as I grabbed my bag and phone, ready to make my escape. But just as I was about to leave, a sharp object struck my head, and I let out a loud scream. I turned around, and my eyes met Olivia's furious face as she stood over me, a wooden object clutched in her hand. I felt myself falling to the floor, my vision blurring.