Rising From Hell: The Vengeful Heiress Returns

inalize his victory, the hea

the room. She was crying hysterically, her mak

e President standing over him with a face like thunder. Her

iled, burying her face in her han

ol, he tried to crawl toward her to protect her. The agent behind

ked down at Tricia. The corners of Hester's

ail, but it carried a

said you were his true love. He said h

to seducing the President's son and destroying a vital political

es. She knew instantly that if she claimed Domenic, Chr

instinct

nting a shaking finger at Domenic. "I only see him as a friend! He's the on

He stared at the woman he had just ruined his

s voice breaking. "What are you

shrieked, playing the vi

he room. Even Christian looked

ed inwardly

Tricia. "If he forced you, then why were you

darted wildly around the room, looking for an escape.

ed, her voice reaching a hysterical pitch,

eadfirst toward the massive, solid marbl

ne in the room froze, shocked by the sudden

new Tricia was a coward. She knew Tricia would s

lunged

amed, reaching her hands out a

ster predicted, Tricia's feet stutter

second, Hester's hands hit

shoved her forward with a vicio

ed Tricia's atte

H

solid marble was sickeningly loud. There w

dropped to the floor like a sack of wet cement. She lay completely motionles

brutality of what she had just done. But as she looked at Tricia's face-the face of the woman who had laughed over her broken body in her past life-the nausea ev

paralyzed for

rl. "Doctor! Get the doctor!" Hester cried out, her hands hoverin

agent holding him down, but a swift punch to

garbage out of my quarters," he barked at the agents.

the bleeding girl. "Hester, stop. Don't touc

Elba's shoulder, letting h

ace, they would have seen her blue eye