Ruthless Resurrection: The Outlaw Heiress Returns
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sentence ends today. Someone
room while Aimee hovered over her final release form. Her pen
the man waiting beyond the iron bars-Laurence Bennett, the Benn
y on his broad frame, and the gleam of his high-end watch flickered under the harsh
rless scoff from her chest. That honeyed promise-
rse had accidentally placed another newborn girl in the b
y sought her out, acknowledged her as the true Bennett daughter and Ryli
one from the Bennett family bothered to show up. Thugs hired by Rylie cor
her from their family tree with frightenin
ss gnawe
an eternity, fueled by a hatred so s
cut deeper than any betrayal-her swapped
nnett family, and her biological parents deliberately traded her for
lonely years that it clawed open a second chance, h
joined forces with Andreas Reid, a powerful business magna
teady. "Three years ago, when you dragged me back into the Bennett
urn? I took Rylie's place in that commercial fraud case an
were complicated back then. Rylie's health was fragile... she
to sacrifice herse
. "Laurence, did the entire Bennett family lose their mind
tch your fucking mouth, Aimee! Did you forget what basic manner
by her own parents and raised on the pity of strangers-where exactly was s
up her few belongings-a worn canvas bag with frayed s
ht there! If you walk away from the Bennett famil
where I actually belong," she muttered,
making her eyes sting. Three years locked away from the sun had ne
aybach eased to the curb, its tinted window gli
ck you up, the driver informed, his tone steady a
dgment and slid into the plush in
rsting out of the prison gates, frozen in stunned disbeli