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His Stolen Kiss, Her Lethal Cure

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 1043    |    Released on: Today at 17:30

off the table, his fingers gripping the metal

darted back and forth, scanning the digital watermark

nd fell in rapid

vis demanded, leaning

perfectly manicured nails dug

o a hysterical octave. "It has to be! Gorge, look at i

oudly. Her face was pale, her eyes

. "Forging academic documents is a felony in New York State. You c

onto the mahogany table. The loud

the table. He pointed a sha

you pay to mock this up? Or worse..." His eyes dragged up and down Elia's simple clothes,

the room tu

e flat, detached look vanished, repl

one ste

eight behind it made Gorge instinctively take a

hone. She checked th

it back into

ried across the room like a physical threat. "I am only staying in this house

, shrinking ba

r mouth to scre

g-d

of the front doorbell cut

one f

ining room, his shoes clickin

e red flush of anger from his face. He assumed it was a

er hair, pasting on a

front do

al male voice echoed from the foyer.

Mavis and Geri trailing closely behind him. Eli

rp, charcoal-grey suit. He wore gold-rimmed g

a gleaming black Rolls-Royce

eme wealth and power. He stepped forward, ext

pman. How can I

ge's outstretched han

e polite but entirely dismissive. "Dean

ped to his side.

her hand flyin

t the man, he

Elia standing in the dining room doorwa

ast Gorge. He stopped th

heavy, cream-colored envelope sealed with red w

the Chapman family, Mr. Va

lope out to Elia

t. "The Headmaster sends his regards. Your official physical enrol

envelope. She reach

thank you. Sh

e lunged forward, pointing at Geri. "My daughter Geri is the st

ooked at Mavis over the rim of his gol

make mistakes, Mrs. Chapm

, gave one last nod, a

away, leaving a deafeni

nst her thigh. She looked at Gorge,

rgery held up," E

weeping staircase, leaving the

they drew blood. She pulled out her phone, her hands shaking wi

s coming to school tomorro

se overlooking Central Park, K

. A red dot blinked over the l

shedding the tailored charcoal-grey suit jacket

d, Boss," Lex reporte

ower lip. He remembered t

mile spreading across his face.

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His Stolen Kiss, Her Lethal Cure
His Stolen Kiss, Her Lethal Cure
“Elia was an orphan from the rust belt, taken in by the wealthy Chapman family in New York. To them, she was just a shameful charity case. The parents shoved her into a dusty storage closet, treating their other daughter Geri like a delicate princess, and mocked Elia as uneducated trash. When Elia secured her own admission to Manhattan Elite Prep, Geri's jealousy turned vicious. Geri orchestrated a massive smear campaign, posting anonymously on the school forum that Elia was a violent dropout who sold her body to a sugar daddy to pay tuition. In the cafeteria, the school's elite dumped dirty milk on Elia's food. They called her a whore and told her to go back to the streets, while Geri watched from afar with a victorious, innocent smile. They thought she was just a helpless stray dog who would easily break under their high-society cruelty. They had no idea she was actually "L", the dark web's most feared hacker, and "The Surgeon", a genius medical anomaly. They also didn't know she was currently tracking a dying Wall Street billionaire who had stolen her only necklace in a dark alley. What made these arrogant rich kids think they could destroy a girl who played with international firewalls for fun? Instead of crying, Elia calmly pulled out her phone. Within seconds, she breached the school's server, locking every screen in the building onto a blood-red skull. As Geri's own recorded voice plotting the fake rumors blasted through the PA system, Elia grabbed her bag, stepping back into the shadows to reclaim what was hers.”