icon 0
icon TOP UP
rightIcon
icon Reading History
rightIcon
icon Sign out
rightIcon
icon Get the APP
rightIcon

Rising From Hell: The Vengeful Heiress Returns

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 970    |    Released on: Today at 13:47

arters swung open. This t

sion entered first, fanning out with terrifying

Christian Harr

. His presence sucked the oxygen out of the room. He didn't yell. He

on the floor, a bleeding staffer, his wife looking like she wante

and sat down in a single armchair. He crosse

, his voice a low, dangerous rumble, "why the E

nd scrambled to his feet

aking finger at Hester. "She kicked me

shifted to Hester. He noted the torn silk, the red scrape on her shoulder, and

y. He looked at Elba, his to

discipline the Stanton fami

. He was trying to shift the focus from atte

an inch. She picked up the bloody medical photos and sl

ause she refused to break the engagement so he could sleep with a s

ted slightly, but his face remained an impenetrable

e floor. For a fraction of a second, a deeply hidden, comple

ian ordered the agents coldly. "No one spe

hristian's chair, she looked down at him. Her eyes were wide, fi

ed of the bleeding staf

gle word of warning, Christian raised hi

ous. It was twice

t opening on his lip. He lay there, comple

ust. "I don't care what happened between you two. You caused a scandal in

of disgust in her stomach. The President didn't care that his son

ntly transformed. The cold dictator vanished, repl

lly bent forward slightly, his voi

"The boy has been spoiled. I assure you, he will

gh the bullshi

ion of this engagement," Elba stated firmly. "The Stanton

istian's jaw tighten. He could not afford to lose

revealing the ruthles

ening. "We are twelve months from an election. Do you have any

ack. "If he tries to kill her today,

esident and the First Lady were locked in a sta

Hester

er legs trembled. She kept her head bow

. the Presid

round, staring at her n

le of the broken, dutiful pawn. "We can't let my person

d at Hester and saw exactly what he wanted to see: a weak, ea

Hester's blue eyes were burning

use the title of "Future Daughter-in-Law" as a shield, and

Claim Your Bonus at the APP

Open
Rising From Hell: The Vengeful Heiress Returns
Rising From Hell: The Vengeful Heiress Returns
“I was the Stanton family heiress, engaged to the President's son to secure a vital military alliance. But he cornered me in the White House sitting room, slamming a thick manila folder onto the marble table. "I said, sign the annulment agreement, Hester." He looked at me like I was dirt, demanding I step aside so he could be with a manipulative intern named Tricia. In my past life, I was a naive lamb. I cried and begged him not to end it. My devotion was rewarded with absolute cruelty. He ordered my bones broken and my reputation completely shredded. My trusted assistant forced poison down my throat, and I was left to die with a rope burning my neck. Until my last breath, I didn't understand. I had done everything perfectly for the family. Why did my unwavering loyalty only bring me a gruesome death? Why did the monsters who tortured me get to live happily in the highest seats of power? Opening my eyes again, the suffocating terror of the noose suddenly washed away. I was sixteen again, staring at the exact same annulment papers. "Hester, please. Just let us be happy," Tricia whimpered, reaching out her trembling hand. This time, I didn't cry. I picked up the solid gold fountain pen, stabbed it violently through the center of the contract, and prepared to drag the entire First Family straight to hell.”