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Reborn As The Vengeful Billionaire Heiress

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 632    |    Released on: Today at 13:56

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take a sip, a sha

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. "I have to say, the dress is an improvement. Much be

her mouth. "I guess almost dying re

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r champagne. Then, she lowered the gl

me market data this morning. Your family's trust fund returns for the last qua

antly. The color drained from his

m. She turned her cold gaze

worrying about my wardrobe, and more time wondering why your fiancé was buyin

umbling step backward. He

The sheer force of her presence

voice dropping to a lethal register, "I will personally ensure your family's st

on his forehead. He nodded quickly, grabbed Chloe's

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lcohol matched the sudden heat in his chest. Sh

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Reborn As The Vengeful Billionaire Heiress
Reborn As The Vengeful Billionaire Heiress
“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.”