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Reborn Heiress: Pampered By The Ruthless Guardian

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 696    |    Released on: Today at 18:48

age of a luxury hotel in Upstate New York. The darkness

nt desk. He returned with two key ca

tor. They rode up in silence, stepping out onto

tripped off the heavy mourning dress and stood under the scalding shower, scrubbi

herself in a thick, over

She needed to secure her parents' life insurance money immediately. Fabi

fel bag and dug out the cr

a legal guardian to be proc

n connecting door between their suites. S

faint hum of the cen

g against her right now. She couldn't afford to wait. Taking a deep breath, she tried th

r open and stepped quietl

ion of the master bedroom, she he

er. She immediately turned around, planning t

the wate

, the frosted glass door of

walk

s. He was wearing nothing but a white t

uts of his chest and sliding down the hard, defined ridges of h

n short-circuited. She stood frozen, her eyes

s locked onto the intruder instantly.

ntoinette. She scrambled backwa

are heel caught the thick

asp tore from her throat as her center

His body reacted before

r. His long arm shot out, his large hand

chest. Her nose was instantly filled with the shar

collided, both of them

e moment she put weight on her right foot, a blindin

oot. The skin around her ankle was already start

slipped one arm under her legs, and scooped

ers instinctively gripping the lapels of his bathrobe-wait, he wa

room with long, purposeful strides and gently deposit

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Reborn Heiress: Pampered By The Ruthless Guardian
Reborn Heiress: Pampered By The Ruthless Guardian
“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.”