Conquering The Cold Zillionaire Surgeon Heiress

Chapter 2

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trial park on the outskirts of the city, final

ing her eye against a scanner. A soft chime, a fingerp

was not a

glass looked out over the distant city lights.

neath, she wore a tactical vest and cargo pant

a space filled with gleaming, state-of-the

a woman in a sharp suit flickered

"The acquisition plan for the Pollard Group is in motion. Also, y

e amber liquid catching the light from the s

ve-million-dollar reward for locating their family heir, missin

screen. Summers. It felt like look

'm not in the business of fin

urprised. She pulled

ent for his sister, Tansy Kelley. She has a rare genetic disorder, Ca

Dalton Kelley. It was a face from the cover of business magazin

over the screen, pulling up a d

. "Caden-Riley... an interesting mutation. My third-ge

the contract?

Surgeon' has accepted. Have him arrange a medical co

identity?

n T-shirts and pairs of jeans hung. The uniform

identity's background. It could ca

ghost of a smile on her lips. "I need to see if this titan o

ooking out at the night. She needed a source of clean capital, untraceable to any

ffed charger for an electric scoote

door, a ridiculous, mundane object

mand center, an up

ejected the commission. Including the ano

't matter. We'll find her ourselves. Tell Harrison and Je

to of Alyssa on the screen. His eyes were fil

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Conquering The Cold Zillionaire Surgeon Heiress

I. HAWKINS Romance

“When the Pollard family kicked Alyssa out into the freezing rain, Walter threw a ten-thousand-dollar check into a dirty puddle. "Take it and get out. Don't ever come back," he sneered. Her adoptive mother and stepsister stood on the mansion's porch, mocking her as a worthless country girl who tarnished their wealthy name. They laughed, claiming she wouldn't even be able to afford community college and would be begging on the streets in a week. They looked at her cheap clothes and worn backpack with absolute disgust. They were completely unaware that for the past five years, Alyssa was the secret mastermind who had built their failing gallery into a multi-million-dollar investment empire. Every key investment, every fortune they made, came from the anonymous notes she had slipped into their unread books. They genuinely believed they were business geniuses, while treating the true architect of their wealth like a stray dog. Looking at their smug, arrogant faces, Alyssa didn't feel a shred of sadness, only a cold, sharp irony. They actually believed they had raised her. She stepped close, whispered the master code to Walter's most secret offshore account, and watched the blood completely drain from his face. "I raised you," she said, turning her back on the mansion without hesitation. Walking into the storm, she pulled out a heavily encrypted phone and gave a single, cold order. "Initiate a full hostile takeover of the Pollard Group." It was time to end this little game and step into her true life-as the world's most elusive medical genius, and the long-lost billionaire heiress of the Summers dynasty.”