Reborn Heiress: Pampered By The Ruthless Guardian

Chapter 2

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adiating from his large frame. The sheer size of his shoulders created a physica

k a reckless step forward, his hand reaching out to

xtended hand. The temperature

t Fabian froze. The younger man's hand hovered in mid-air, trembling slightly und

he turned to face the crowd of n

me is over," Antoinette announced, her voi

p rippled throug

plastered on a look of deep sorrow. "Everyone, please. She's not in

oug

performance. It wasn't loud, but

nated by her late father," Hiram

the sharp, unforgiving line of Hiram's jaw. "

her tear-stained face, lingering on the f

ed for three ag

single, cur

d. "You can't just take her! She's a minor! Her trust fund and

ned. Alex Porter, Hiram's security assistant, s

pulled a heavy, cream-colored card with stark, engraved

e Rasmussen estate," Alex said, his tone leaving zero room for argument. "A

card. The color drained from her face. Her m

tight his knuckles were white. He watched his caref

ck on the town and pulled open the h

black dress and climbed into the back

shut with a solid thud, instantly cutting off

nsive leather and a faint trace of cedarwood. It was so qui

nsole. He pulled out a crisp whi

abian. He didn't ask why sh

he tissue. As she pulled it from his grasp, her

icity shot up her arm

othly, pulling away from the cu

. In the side mirror, Fabian's distorted, furious face g

ails dug into her palms. She swore to herself, right t

e corner of his eye, he watched the stubborn set of the girl's

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Reborn Heiress: Pampered By The Ruthless Guardian

SHANA GRAY Romance

“Antoinette stood on the manicured church lawn, the blinding summer sun stabbing her eyes. The funeral service for her parents had just ended. A hand wrapped around her trembling shoulder, carrying the sharp, cloying scent of Fabian Cash's cologne. It was the exact same cologne her fiancé wore the night he locked her in a burning house to die in her previous life. Now, wearing a mask of sorrowful devotion, Fabian tried to drag her to his car to control her parents' massive life insurance payout. When she shoved him away in pure nausea, his mother Eleanor immediately shrieked to the crowd, deploying her usual guilt trip. "She's lost her mind! The girl has completely snapped!" The townspeople whispered and pointed fingers, watching Fabian play the victim as he tightened his bruising grip on her wrist, claiming she was hysterical and needed to be locked away. Antoinette stared at the mother and son who had conspired to steal her family's estate and end her life. The rage inside her felt like battery acid pumping through her veins. They didn't care if she lived or died; they only cared about the money. How could she let them strip her of everything again? She didn't hesitate. She swung with every bit of strength she possessed, slapping Fabian across the face in front of the entire town. "The engagement is over," she announced coldly. Then, she turned her back on her greedy ex-fiancé and walked straight toward the terrifyingly powerful billionaire Hiram Graves, ready to let the world burn.”