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Reborn Heiress: Taming The Ruthless Tycoon

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 687    |    Released on: Today at 17:30

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at her, a silent comma

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's lips. "So you admit you're just s

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and slid it across the desk toward him. She pl

voice filtered through, politely requestin

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knew what Brion Hubbard would do

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Reborn Heiress: Taming The Ruthless Tycoon
Reborn Heiress: Taming The Ruthless Tycoon
“Gemma expected the tearing agony of the bullet wound that had just ended her life. Instead, her trembling fingers met the cool, smooth friction of heavy silk. She stared into the mirror. Her face was flawless, completely devoid of the jagged scar that had marred her cheek for the last five years. It was exactly ten years ago. The day of her engagement party to the ruthless billionaire, Brion Hubbard. In her past life, her "best friend" Katelyn convinced her to run away with a scheming scumbag. Katelyn claimed Brion was a heartless tyrant who would ruin her. Gemma had foolishly believed those fake tears. That choice led to her family's bankruptcy, her brutal disfigurement, and ultimately, a fatal bomb explosion. The only person who tried to save her was Brion, his blood-soaked body shielding hers from the blast. She even realized too late that the strawberry cream cakes she always made for him were full of dairy. He wasn't leaving to cheat on her. He was locking himself in a medical bay, fighting fatal allergic shock, just to accept a tiny scrap of her affection. Gemma had been so incredibly blind. Why did she trust the venomous snakes who destroyed her, while hating the man who died for her? Hearing Katelyn frantically knocking on the dressing room door, urging her to run away again, a towering hatred surged through Gemma's veins. This time, she wasn't going to run. She was going to expose the traitors, take back her family's wealth, and claim the tyrant for herself.”