The Phantom Heiress: The Underboss's Obsession

Author: Xiao Youzi

Chapter 1 No.1

Word Count: 685 | Released on: 07/04/2026

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m, you will gain access to the Five Families. You will infiltrate. You will bleed into their

placed a custom Browning M1

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immediately into the hidden maintenance stairwell behind the elevat

rd the heavy thud of a h

her to New York. Do not let her see you unless it is necessary. She is a volatile asset, and the Russo blood

t hammering a slow, stead

e Island's primary disciplinarian-entered the room. "And the remaining heir

th a dark, twisted amusement. "Inform them that 'Nine' died t

of the stairwell, my mind already recalib

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“I was 'Nine', the deadliest assassin of The Syndicate. But yesterday, my boss faked my death in an explosion and sent me to New York. I was ordered to infiltrate the Russo family as their long-lost biological daughter. But my biological parents didn't want me. They loved the fake daughter they had raised in my place. My mother called me a feral stray and tried to shove me into a mildewed servant's quarter, while the fake daughter lived in a grand suite. When the fake daughter cried upon seeing me, my father pointed a finger at my face, yelling at me for disrespecting his precious replacement. "You are nothing but a crude, uncultured mistake trying to ruin her life!" They treated me like garbage, trying to assert dominance over a girl they thought was a helpless stray. But when I cornered my mother and whispered my question, her reaction changed everything. "If I hadn't been stolen all those years ago, would you have even needed a replacement?" She didn't cry for the child she lost. Instead, all the color drained from her face, and her eyes widened in sheer, unadulterated terror. She knew. Even if she hadn't orchestrated it herself, my mother knew exactly why I was kidnapped eighteen years ago. They thought they could bully a pathetic orphan. They didn't realize they had just invited a monster into their home.”