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The Jilted Heiress In Blood Red

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 554    |    Released on: 22/04/2026

turning Harlene's fingers to ice, bu

anding in the corner, holding Jailyn's hands, gen

arlene had been overwhelmed by the crowd, a panic attack rising in her chest. Denn

e from six months ago, at the press conference wh

line. He had turned his head away. The disgust i

Dennis walking toward the balcony

warned her to stay away from Jailyn. There was no sound, just

d howled into the room, blowing her h

to fix her hair. "You look

at him. The anger in her eyes faded

oice hollow, "the panic attacks I g

ght. "That was your own mental insta

Harlene back. The final cord of affectio

pure, unadulterated relief. Th

rved by the look on her face.

ep was deliberate, crushing the gh

Dennis flinched, raising

diamond ring off her finger.

the ring into his front pocket. She patted hi

said, her voice clear and sharp. "

He tried to speak, b

She walked into the ballroom, he

lene walked straight to th

ess flaring out around her like a flame. She wa

ng a wide circle around her,

a walking toward the stage,

er skirt, adjusting her armor. Then she walk

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“Harlene was locked out of her own family's estate in a freezing blizzard, still trembling from a severe panic attack. Her mother delivered a cold ultimatum through a security screen: attend her golden-child sister Estella's award gala, or lose her medical funds. To make it worse, her ex-fiancé, Dennis, had chimed in to call her embarrassing and pathetic. At the gala, Harlene was treated like a diseased outcast. Dennis fiercely protected his new lover, Jailyn-the very woman who had stolen Harlene's designs. But the ultimate betrayal came when Estella flaunted a silver-embroidered antique dress. It was Harlene's grandmother's dress, her only pure memory of love, handed over to the enemy as a trophy. When Harlene demanded answers, her own father slapped her across the face in front of the press, just to protect their pristine image. They had stolen her career, her fiancé, and her inheritance, all while branding her the crazy, unstable daughter. The sheer hypocrisy and cruelty finally severed the last thread of her sanity. Why should she play the silent victim while they played the perfect family? Instead of crying, Harlene smiled. She drew a hidden dagger, slashed the antique dress to ribbons, and dragged Estella and Jailyn to the center stage. Standing under the blinding spotlight with a bloody blade, she looked out at the terrified crowd. "The Beaumont family is done hiding," she declared into the microphone. "Tonight, the curtain falls."”