Spectacular Comeback Of The Neglected Heiress

Chapter 4

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red dress clung to her body like a second skin, the silk cool and invasive

g. The fabric was unforgiving. The girl in the mirror was exactly wha

ls made her stiffen. The doo

a flicker of something ugly-jealousy-in their depths. The dress was vulgar,

into the room. She circled Alya like a shark, a fake smile plast

sharp movement, Chl

ne sloshed forward, splashing d

tain, the color of a fresh wound, spread rap

re her expression hardened into a familiar sneer. "Look w

s. At the triumphant smirk on her sister's face.

"Now you'll have to wear that hideous little black thing you own.

To humiliate her. To make her

with a clink, turned on her heel, and walked out, leaving

bursts. Then, with a surge of angry energy, she ripped the ruin

action of her absence. If they wanted to display her

r years, its fabric worn soft from too many washings. It was elegant in

en the bottom drawer. Tucked beneath a stack

folded neatly, lay inside. The embro

to her cheek. It didn't smell like wood and rain

down her cheek. She didn't let another one fo

had shielded her from the storm. He was her secret, the one

cked it into a small, hidden pocket sewn into

way the trace of her tear. Her eyes, which had been filled

being the g

opened her bedroom door and walked toward the

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“Alya Harrell was the illegitimate daughter of a wealthy Long Island family, treated worse than a stray dog in her own home. Tonight, her family finally found a use for her. Her stepmother and half-sister, Chloe, forced her into a scandalous, plunging red dress. They were offering her as a bargaining chip to Warren Thorne, a ruthless, sleazy hedge fund manager known for collecting and discarding young girls. Just to ensure her absolute humiliation, Chloe intentionally "tripped" and spilled a glass of red wine all over the silk dress. "Now you'll have to wear that hideous little black thing you own," Chloe sneered, leaving Alya to face the high-society dinner looking like a beggar. When Alya tried to escape Thorne's groping hands, her own father hunted her down. He grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her head back, and raised his hand to strike her for embarrassing the family. She was nothing but a pawn to them, a cheap product to be sold and abused for their financial gain. Alya's heart turned cold as she realized her blood relatives would gladly destroy her just to secure a lucrative business deal. But when she was sent to the cellar to fetch a $50,000 vintage wine for their billionaire VIP guest, Alya caught her perfect sister hooking up with a personal trainer next to the priceless bottle. Quietly stealing the vintage wine and burying it in the garden dirt, Alya returned to the ballroom with a dangerous smile. "I think I saw Chloe carrying a bottle down to the cellar," she told her furious father and the VIP, leading them straight toward the trap that would completely ruin her sister's perfect life.”