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The Jilted Heiress And Her Possessive Guardian

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 695    |    Released on: Today at 11:14

the club. The cold rain of early autumn Ne

ing water instantly soaked through her

down a yellow cab. But the Manhatta

ded through the rain like a ghost. The license plate

Ardella knew exactly whose car it

out of the front seat, holding a

of her, the massive black umbrella casting a dark shadow over her face. Slowly, he opened the heavy rear door of the vehicle, making

, his voice cutting through the downpour lik

und of the rain, demanding to know what he

ace. "Mr. Stone does not like to

back that she did not need charity from

seat. His long legs were crossed. He was rol

ound of the storm, a hard, absolute command. "Get i

ht here on the street. To avoid the public humilia

The noise of the rain and t

resence made the air feel dangerously thi

e wet streets. The only sound was the r

thick soundproof glass partition rolled up, co

is eyes slowly dragged over h

ck with mockery. "The Coffey heir doesn't know the

up and fired back. "We care about our soul co

snapped shut with a sharp, violent clic

apped her against the door. His cold br

sly. "Watching him fuck another woman in

had seen her. He knew exactly

o his angry eyes. "We are young. It's an open

her next words would cut

The muscles in Ethelbert's jaw flexed

gers clamped hard around her del

r bottom lip. His voice was a dark, terrifyin

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“Ardella caught her fiancé Braden cheating with an actress in a downtown VIP room. It was supposed to be a simple business marriage to save her family's bankrupt company. But instead of supporting her, her uncle and aunt demanded she get on her knees and apologize to the cheating fiancé. They didn't care about her dignity; they only cared about the merger capital. Her cousin publicly mocked her, and her uncle threatened to permanently hide the police file revealing who murdered her father if she ruined the deal. To make matters worse, Ethelbert Stone, the terrifying billionaire who raised her-and the man she was desperately trying to escape-publicly claimed he didn't know her. Yet, moments later, he trapped her in his car, his eyes filled with a sick, possessive rage, reminding her that every inch of her belonged to him. She was completely cornered by a cheating fiancé, a parasitic family, and an obsessed former guardian. They had drained her father's trust fund dry and now wanted to sell her off to cover their debts. They really thought she was just a helpless pawn they could manipulate and discard at will. But they were dead wrong. Ardella calmly wiped her hands after throwing scalding tea at her aunt's feet, staring down at her greedy family. "The headline tomorrow will read: Price Group Bankrupt, Fails to Sell Niece to Cover Debts." She backed up the video of her fiancé's betrayal to ten different servers and sent a text to her private investigator. Tonight, at the elite society dinner, she was going to blow the scandal wide open and drag them all down with her.”