Spectacular Comeback Of The Neglected Heiress

Chapter 6

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ping staircase. Each step felt like a deliberate walk toward her own

jewel-toned silks and designe

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girl. Looks j

t is she

er head down, her only goal to reach an unoccupi

ver ma

r arm, the grip painfully tight

k of controlled fury. "Thorne has been ask

ress," she whispered, t

orne, a shark in a tuxedo, making his way toward them. Caleb's panic intensifi

d already locked onto her. He smirked, a greasy

ace. He looked at Thorne, the potential busine

raction of a second. Famil

orward. "Mr. Thorne," Caleb said, his voice suddenly

without a backward glanc

a cold, sharp blade in her

ted. His hand, heavy and damp, landed on the bare s

ashed over her. Her e

y and cigars. "Don't worry about the dress,

g her in place. The guests around them either didn't notice or didn't care

rs closing around the worn linen of the handkerchief. She squeezed

d to g

a passing waiter's tray. In that brief mome

ing a brittle smile. "I jus

t, she twisted out o

ignoring their surprised looks. She just needed to hide. She du

into a dimly lit room. Without thinking

t into a wall o

covered in e

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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.”