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Reborn Heiress: Pampered By The Ruthless Guardian

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 798    |    Released on: Today at 18:48

her weight on her right foot. The swelling had g

but the account was active. She needed a temporary debit

through the door as he conducted a video conference

being stealthy, completely unaware that the moment her door clicked shut, Hiram had already signaled Alex. The highly trained security assis

exhilarating. She navigated the crowded sidewalks, found a Ch

k, the sky had already turned the color of bruised plum. Stree

ollar bills into her bag. She pulled up the map on

pendence that she didn't notice the erratic, swayin

e turned down a narrow alleyway

was busted, leaving the middle section bathed in sha

ace-a nauseating mix of cheap, st

, blocking her path. Mickey O'Connell ha

She gripped the strap of her crossbody bag so hard her knuckles tu

wet, guttural l

d clamped down on her upp

ll her might, but the difference in physical s

s. He yanked her hard, dragging her deeper

being trapped while the fire consumed her-rushed back. But th

beg. She

crossbody bag like a weapon, smas

t above the eye. Skin tore. Blood inst

of her arm, drew his hand back, and slap

lms scraped raw against the rough asphalt. A shar

th hot against her neck. His thick hands grabbed the col

ns. Her fingers clawed desperately at the cracks in the paveme

, explosive light flooded the alley. The deafening screech of tires tearing against asphalt echoed off the brick walls as Hiram, wh

. He threw a hand over his eyes, his as

as kicked open before th

the blinding light. The air in the alley instan

nging tears, Antoinette recogniz

as H

aced by a crushing wave of relief. Her throat

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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.”