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The Disowned Heiress And Her Billionaire Protector

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 946    |    Released on: Today at 18:19

bbing pain in her fractured ribs still flared with every deep brea

was pale, but her eyes were sharp and hard. She thought about t

abbed her long, dark hair in one hand. Without blinking, she sliced the blades th

rying a tray of breakfast. She saw the

calm. She looked at the housekeeper and sai

lena Valenzuela." She said she was reclaiming her birthright and wo

eeded to leave the apartment. She nee

him, he immediately dispatched two plainclothes sec

nd a simple black trench coat. She walked

used to visit with her mother. The saleswoma

er polite smile vanished. She looked Evelena up a

ward a rack in the center of the store. She reac

ther hand shot out and yanked the dress aw

d out from behind the rack. She was wearing a tight designer dr

e laughed louder. She told Evelena she looke

eakness. She did not look away. She did not shrink back. She s

that look. She wanted to humiliate her. She rais

they let a known thief into the store. She said

d. They turned around and started whispering.

ally at Felicia. Then she turned to Evelena and h

ossed her arms over her chest. She took one

cia that no matter how much expensive trash she wore,

s widened in fury. She raised her hand an

he agonizing flare of pain shooting through her own broken ribs. She squeezed hard a

Her expensive leather handbag dropped to the f

nch coat pocket. She pulled out a solid black metal card. She slammed

to her hand before she left. It bore the crest

e. Her knees actually buckled. She knew exactly what that card me

lack card. They gasped. The looks of disgu

the black card. She screamed that it was impossi

e threw it directly into Felicia's face. She told the salesw

lked toward the exit, her bac

haking finger at Evelena's back. She screamed that she

urned her head. She looked at Felicia and

dyguards fell into step behind her, leaving Fe

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The Disowned Heiress And Her Billionaire Protector
The Disowned Heiress And Her Billionaire Protector
“I was the rightful heir to the Valenzuela estate, but my aunt and cousin treated me worse than a stray dog. On a freezing rainy night, they forged documents to strip me of my trust fund and violently ordered their bodyguards to throw me out. My cousin snatched the rosewood urn containing my mother's ashes. She smashed it onto the marble floor and maliciously ground the white powder under her stiletto heel. When Aidan, the elderly butler who had protected me since I was a baby, tried to shield me from their assassins in the storm, he was stabbed in the back. His hot blood poured over my hands as he died in the muddy puddle, while my aunt's men laughed and raised their blades to finish me off. They thought I was just a nameless orphan they could easily erase. The next day, they went to the press, branding me a degenerate thief who ran away, happily preparing to parade around at my grandfather's charity gala using my stolen wealth. But they didn't know I was rescued from the rain by the most ruthless billionaire in New York, a man willing to burn the city down to protect me. Staring at my pale reflection in the penthouse mirror, I took a pair of heavy silver scissors and chopped off my long hair. "From today on, the weak girl is dead. I am Evelena Valenzuela, and I am going to make them bleed for every single thing they took."”