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Reborn To Marry My Billionaire Rival

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 834    |    Released on: Today at 15:12

y remaining lifeline. Her muscles screamed in

the incoming notification ill

adopted sister, Brinley, sa

tethered to a single bar of signal. It pul

ngers. She pressed her numb

ess, innocent face filled the screen, her l

hirped. The tinny audio slic

uments. The camera zoomed in o

eeze to death," Brinley laughed. "Mom

f saucers. Her stomach violently droppe

er eyes gleaming with malice. "The kidnapping, too. We need

icity's throat. She coughed violently, sprayin

meared across Brin

," Brinley whispered, blo

deleted. The sc

n. Hot blood trickled down her chin. She wanted to scream, to sm

rough the last of her body heat. Mass

under the weight of the blizzard, a

educed to shall

nominations, the flashing cameras, the holl

they were made of lead

ning crash shook

orce slammed into th

hitched. She forced her eyes o

mpletely off its hinges. It flew into the room, fol

ilhouette stood in the doorway

itary boots crunched over the broken

e massive strides and dropp

y turn in the business world, the one she had suppos

He reached out with trembling hands and p

ped off his heavy, body-warmed cashmere

cold face. "Felicity," he choked out,

red at the man she had publicly despised f

sive, burning chest, desperately trying to

, heavy tears dropped from his eyes, landi

against him for a deca

only a wet, broken gurgle came out.

ed the cuff of his custom-made silk s

yes bloodshot and wild. "Get the chopper dow

pter blades echoed over the mountain p

were shut

e of her strength. She lifted her tr

he deep, agonizing cre

arely brushed agains

hed. Her hand dropped, falling limply

eam that ripped through the frozen valley. H

n that final millisecond, the sensation of hi

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Reborn To Marry My Billionaire Rival
Reborn To Marry My Billionaire Rival
“I was freezing to death in an abandoned cabin, desperately waiting for my fiancé to save me. Instead, my phone flickered with a video from my adopted sister. She was smiling as she confessed that she and my fiancé had orchestrated my kidnapping, and my parents' fatal plane crash, just to steal my family's trust fund. When I called him with my dying breath, he mocked me for faking a PR stunt and hung up. I died in the sub-zero blizzard, consumed by absolute despair. But as a ghost, I watched my greatest business rival, the ruthless billionaire Collins, kick down the doors of my mansion. He didn't just mourn me. He shot my fiancé, trapped my sister, and set the entire place on fire, choosing to burn alive in the inferno just to avenge me. I couldn't understand why the man I had publicly despised for a decade loved me so fiercely, while the people I gave everything to wanted me dead. Opening my eyes again, I was back backstage on the night I won my Oscar, four years ago. My fiancé smiled, holding out his arms to hug me. I pushed him away in disgust, marched straight into the crowded theater, and kissed my billionaire rival on live television. "Let's get married tomorrow." This time, I would use him to burn them all to the ground.”