Reborn As The Vengeful Billionaire Heiress

Chapter 6

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Hamptons estate was a mast

ceilings. A live string quartet played softly in the corner. Th

f socialites huddled together, whis

hem snickered. "Or feathers. Remember the Met Ga

dimmed. A single, brilliant spotlight hi

om died instantly. Ev

od at the top

ass. There were no feathers. No neon. Just pure, unadulterated elegance. Her

spotlight, throwing fractur

It was her eyes. They were cold, imperious, and completely dev

fabric of her skirt

ence in the room was absolute. The socialites who had just been mocking

ows near the terrace doo

chaotic mess. The woman walking toward the crowd right now looked

. The crowd parted for her, offering polite

in, a deep, guttural roar of a high-perfo

the ballroom were pul

the butler announced. Hi

h had just parted for Altagracia, practically scrambled out of t

was the apex predator of Wall Street. A man whose m

d into th

oulders. He was devastatingly handsome, with sharp jawlines and eyes as dark as obsidian

room felt ins

eaking into a wide smile. He shook Garrison's h

ep, resonant baritone that vibrated in the chest

oom, dismissing the billionaires and

ocked onto the c

Altag

re she even saw him. The hairs on her arms s

ded room, their

gid set of her shoulders, the defiant tilt of her ch

ified of him. She was looking at him like she was calcul

er of Garrison's mouth. His eyes gl

hands balled into fists. The power dynamic in the room

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Madel Cerda Romance

“For five years, April Gamble loved Julian Travis with everything she had, trusting him completely. But on a stormy night, he casually tossed a liquidation agreement at her feet, single-handedly destroying her grandfather's company. He coldly admitted he only dated her to steal Vance Group's internal financial data. "You were convenient," Julian said, swirling his whiskey without a shred of guilt. Before April could even process the brutal betrayal, a breaking news alert lit up her phone. She watched in absolute horror as her grandfather jumped from the ledge of the Vance Tower on live television. Julian looked at her writhing, screaming form with utter boredom and simply ordered his bodyguard to throw her out. Blinded by grief and tears, April sped into the torrential rain, only to be completely crushed by a hydroplaning transport truck at an intersection. As the shattered glass tore into her skin and the metal crushed her ribs, she died with a hatred so pure it made her teeth ache. Why did five years of devotion mean absolutely nothing to him? Why did her family have to die just to feed his ruthless greed? When she opened her eyes again, the harsh hospital lights blinded her, but the familiar burn scar on her arm was gone. She wasn't the betrayed financial analyst April Gamble anymore. She had woken up in the body of Altagracia Blanchard, the most notorious, obscenely wealthy heiress in New York. Julian had taken everything from her, but now, armed with a billionaire's empire, she was going to bury him.”