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Reborn And Pampered: The Genius Heiress Returns

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 755    |    Released on: Today at 11:48

a full foot, trying to put physical distance be

air. "No way! Old man, don't listen to

ree in the morning! My apartment is full of empty bot

st puffing out again. "At least you know y

is fake smile and reached out with a large,

the strictest etiquette tutors to bea

rs could graze her s

all arms wrapped tightly around Byron's thigh, her fingers gripping the expensi

f yellow hair attached to his leg. His hands hovered awkwardly

c of his trousers, completely hiding her dry

g through the room with raw, agonizing terror. "I don't wa

etely concealed, the sheer panic vibrating in her vocal

d a dark, ugly purple. He felt the eyes of the servant

for his eldest son reached a boiling point. The

arked. "You have disgraced

n his jaw popped. Desperate to save face, he f

"I am your biological father. Blood is thicker than water. I

behind Byron's leg. Her

r voice trembling perfectly. "You just want to turn me int

alpel, slicing Alton's fa

lost his mind. "You un

leg. He felt the heat of her small body against his

he protective instinct he had buried under years of alc

irk vanished from his face. His blue eyes turned i

gerously low. "She would rather live with a dege

r off the floor in one smooth motion. He tucked her against his side, his arm w

nounced. He lifted his chin, c

e. "You will regret this! If you take that burden, I will

raised his free hand and flipp

" Byron sneered.

ng gleam flickered in the old man's eyes. He struck h

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Reborn And Pampered: The Genius Heiress Returns
Reborn And Pampered: The Genius Heiress Returns
“I am the biological daughter of the wealthy Fitzpatrick family, but I spent my childhood eating out of dumpsters. When I was finally brought back to the estate at age seven, I thought I would experience my parents' love. Instead, my biological parents looked at my dirty clothes with raw disgust. They only cared about Hallie, the fake daughter who lived like a princess. The moment I walked in, Hallie hurled a heavy ceramic cup at my head, slicing my hand open. "Get out of my house!" My father didn't even look at the blood. He raised his hand to strike me, accusing me of bringing trailer park rules into his home. In my past life, I dropped to my knees and begged for their forgiveness. I endured their abuse, hoping they would eventually love me. But they let the maids humiliate me, let Hallie steal my identity, and eventually threw me back onto the streets to die. Even my playboy Uncle Byron, the only person who ever showed me mercy, was driven to suicide by them. I didn't understand why my own flesh and blood hated me so much, or why a vicious liar deserved everything while I was treated like a jinx. Opening my eyes again, I was back on the exact day I first returned to the estate. As my father raised his hand to hit me, I didn't cower. Instead, I looked at the family patriarch and pointed directly at my notorious, alcoholic uncle. "I want him to be my new guardian."”