The Jilted Heiress And Her Lethal Comeback

Chapter 7

Word Count: 684 | Released on: 06/05/2026

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cond, the cold glass under her fingertips grounding her. Her mind pulled up the master passcode she had memorized years ago-a code meant only for the family patriarch. Her fingers flew across the scr

ling. First came the hiss of the greenhouse sprinkler

my life. I'm going to make sure you

Her eyes bulged. She lunged forward,

Bria grabbed empty air and face-

Clara's fake, trembling

put the pearl ear

the spare key. I shoved it be

om evaporated. Th

om her grip and crashed onto the marble floor. She star

he had been burned. He stared

ed over her cheeks. Her last shred

al insult. "You're ju

Felix plummeted. His eyes were pitch

lence choked the room. The only sound

er pocket. She looked down at Bria

ed, her voice cracking.

lled her hand out of her pocket and hu

and rolled to a stop i

elen sobbed, he

cal evidence crushed her. She colla

iliation. She looked at Felix, mo

r. Now," Eleanor

d. She tasted copper. "Sorry,"

didn't care. She bent down

ss," Clara sa

. The bodyguards quickly stepped out

rk, genuine smirk touched his lip

ass doors and walked down the

iliation mutated into pure, venomous hatr

number she had acquired weeks ago. As soon as the line connected, she didn't wait for a greeting. "I don't care how you do it or what it costs!" she hissed, her fi

Clara's hair. She opened the

from the corner. It crept forward like a

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“Clara was the despised fake heiress of the wealthy Price family. For years, she endured their coldness, desperately trying to please her adoptive mother and her fiancé, Preston. But a sudden, terrifying vision of an alternate timeline shattered her reality. In that life, the real heiress, Bria, framed Clara for stealing a priceless antique pearl earring. Her adoptive family chose blood over loyalty, watching coldly as Preston publicly dumped her. Clara was thrown out without a penny, hunted down by hitmen Bria hired, and died a miserable, lonely death. Now, as the agonizing memories faded, Clara found herself back in the exact moment the nightmare began. Bria was whimpering in Preston's arms, while the family matriarch slammed her cane against the floor. "You will call Preston," Eleanor ordered, her voice cold and absolute. "You will cancel the engagement yourself." They expected her to panic and beg. They expected her to cry over the family that never loved her and the man whose bankrupt tech company she had secretly saved with her own code. Why should she suffer for their greed? Why should she let a venomous sister and a useless fiancé destroy her life when she possessed the lethal combat skills of a brutal alternate reality? This time, Clara didn't shed a single tear. She yanked off the five-carat diamond ring, threw it onto the table, and publicly broadcasted the secret audio of Bria's vicious setup. Then, she packed a single bag and walked out the door, ready to crush anyone who stood in her way.”