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The Disowned Heiress And Her Billionaire Protector

Chapter 9 

Word Count: 805    |    Released on: Today at 18:19

uestrian club. The air smelled of dust and horses. Evelena wore dark, fi

h of the stall holding the cal

ndi and three large boys from the football team foll

amonds. She tapped it against her leg. She laughed and told Ev

dents in the arena stopped brushin

expression did not change. She said,

riding boot out, aiming to trip

. Instead, she brought her own hard leather heel down vio

imal. She collapsed into the dirt, gra

ding crop high above her head. She swung it down with

h the air with a sh

ch back. She threw her left arm up, takin

er sleeve. A line of pure fir

fore Kenzie could pull the whip back, Evelena's right h

free it. Evelena planted her f

with a violent jerk. Kenzie lost her ba

ainst her. Evelena stepped to the side, grabbed the collar of Kenzie's riding jacket with both hands, and shoved her violently downward wit

y stared in absolute shock at the quiet girl who ju

agging for air. Her perfect ma

e ordered the three boys to g

red her. They spread out and walked t

nd grabbed a heavy, rusted iron pitchfork. She held it across

them the first person to step forward was

rous intent radiating from her b

of Students, came sprinting acros

ace turned pale with terror. Ke

turned purple with rage. He screame

wo campus security guards running behind him to arre

Evelena's arms, twisting them painfully behind her

lked over to where the guards were holding Evelena. She raised h

aste of blood filled her mouth. But when she looke

uards to drag her to

e a step, a deafening

heavy helicopter dropped out of the sky. I

p a massive cloud of dust, blinding every

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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."”