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The Surgeon Heiress's Cold-Blooded Revenge

The Surgeon Heiress's Cold-Blooded Revenge

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Chapter 1 1

Word Count: 1075    |    Released on: 07/02/2026

, and the metallic tang of old blood. Her eyes snapped open, but t

r hand to shield her

ather cuffs were tight, digging into the soft skin, cutting off circulati

the pre-op sedative haze. But

hrough the thin

ther. The man who had seized control of her family's, the Holden family's, entire estate after her

f speech. Her chest actually hurt from the force of it.

latex gloves. Snap. The sound was loud in the small room. He held a sy

yes. He didn't look sur

to someone behind him. "Upp

ngernails through the translucent gloves. This wa

aming takes oxygen. She

er strap was tight, but the leather was

e her hand smalle

he exhaled. Then she pulled. She jerked her thu

up her arm, blinding and absolute. It tasted like copper

the IV drip. He gave her h

The skin tore. The dislocated thumb caught on the leather, gri

d slipp

his reaction time was sluggish. He was used

pen, grabbed the Number 10 scalpel f

't stab. She moved with the muscl

oss the inside

he artery. She aimed

is wrist, stumbling back into the instrument cart. Metal Clattered against t

rieked. "I can't

er hold a sc

he strength to fight her. She braced herself against the table, took a deep, ragged breath, and snap

ight on the bone.

edatives were still fighting her adrenaline. She h

r and threw it over her hospital gown. Sh

ded in the hallway.

. It wouldn't hold them for long. The handle ji

up. A venti

lipping on the slick tile. She used the handle

nd reached through the ga

he pulled herself up, her abdominal muscles screaming.

craw

tal near her foot sparked. A bullet

forward, elbows scraping against the galvan

way. She tumbled out, falling ten feet into a dumps

rocious, but it

e alley. She was covered in filth, blood,

ed light. She ripped the back

s face twisting in disgust.

her throat. It was the only thing Arthur hadn't

t into the

she rasped, her voi

monds. He looked at

ndow. They were crossing the bridge into Manhattan.

y family merger dinner. He thought she was

in the glass. Her hair was ma

e a victim. She loo

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The Surgeon Heiress's Cold-Blooded Revenge
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“I woke up strapped to a cold steel operating table, the blinding light of a surgical lamp burning my retinas. I was a doctor, but I wasn't the one holding the scalpel this time. Then I heard the voice of my stepfather, Arthur Bailey-the man who had seized my family's entire estate after my father's death. He wasn't there to save me; he was there to sell me. "Just get the kidney on ice for Archer," he told the butcher in scrubs. "Do whatever you want with the rest of her." This wasn't a hospital; it was a slaughterhouse in Queens. To escape, I had to dislocate my own thumb to slip the leather cuffs and use a scalpel to slice my way out of the room. Covered in blood and grime, I crashed Arthur's high-society gala at the Plaza Hotel, only to find my family pretending to mourn my "mental breakdown" while they planned my permanent disappearance into an asylum. Even as I stood before them, dripping with sewer water and rage, they tried to have me dragged away as a lunatic. I was a top-tier trauma surgeon, yet I was being treated like a piece of meat by the people who were supposed to be my family. The betrayal tasted like copper in my mouth, a cold, slow panic turning into a simmering, absolute fury. I didn't understand how they could look at me and see nothing but a collection of spare parts. That's when Cedric Mullen, the billionaire I'd been legally married to while he was in a coma, stepped out of the shadows to claim me. He didn't want a wife; he wanted a legal asset to unlock his inheritance. I looked into his predator's eyes and signed his contract, trading my silence for his resources. I told him, "I want Arthur Bailey destroyed. I want him to feel what it's like to be cut open and left for dead." I wasn't a victim anymore; I was a reckoning.”
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