The Jilted Heiress Reclaims Her Throne

Chapter 3

Word Count: 702 | Released on: 14/05/2026

sour stench of cheap whiskey mixed with an overpowering, expensiv

half-circle around them, their eyes gleaming with malicious ex

re instinct, honed by the countless physical traum

, and slid her right foot back with lightning speed.

ab, his momentum carried him forward. He stumbled h

glass, splashing directly onto

aughter erupted from

around, glaring at Eleonora as if he wan

ntage Chanel bag peeking out from the

eirloom left behind by Eleonora's mother that

relied entirely on Addisyn's stolen wealth to fund his pathetic lif

usin Addi's bag! How the

t directed at Eleonora instantly morp

diately chimed in. "I knew it! I saw her sneak

ciously. He lunged forward again, this time reachin

rned pitch black.

ke. Her fingers locked around Cody's

heel, using her entire body weight as leverage. She twisted

ing crack echoe

ctly at Eleonora's feet. A sudden wave of dizziness washed over Eleonora from the explosive exertion. Her right hand trembled slight

is features contorted in pathetic agony. She looked at him as if he wer

stared in absolute horror at the frail-looking girl wh

t the floor, screaming, "Security

estate security guards, dressed in tactical black

ora. "Separate them!" he barked at his men, before turning a stern eye to Eleonora. "Ma'am, please

he calmly brushed a nonexistent s

rds, her posture relaxed, her breathing

ious, booming voice shattered the tension from the top of the spira

his ins

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The Jilted Heiress Reclaims Her Throne

Beatrice Wells Romance

“Eleonora woke up in the hospital, still feeling the terrifying weightlessness of her own suicide. She realized her chilling nightmare was actually a prophecy: she was destined to be the tragic, disposable villain, while her adopted sister Addisyn was the beloved protagonist. On the day of her discharge, her father abandoned her to celebrate Addisyn's eighteenth birthday. When Eleonora dragged her recovering body back to her family estate, she found her biometric access wiped and her home turned into a chaotic nightclub. Addisyn had taken over the master bedroom and was wearing Eleonora's late mother's priceless sapphire necklace. When Eleonora coldly demanded her property back, Addisyn squeezed out fake tears and played the pitiful victim. Instantly, Eleonora's childhood fiancé and lifelong friends stepped up to shield Addisyn. They scolded Eleonora for being cruel and classless, demanding she sleep in the guest room so she wouldn't ruin the party. Downstairs, the elite guests mocked her as a crazy, jealous freak who was bullying her sweet sister. In her nightmare, their blind devotion to this manipulative parasite had driven Eleonora to jump off a skyscraper. She was the sole legal heir to the Carlisle estate, yet they expected her to quietly hand over her home, her mother's legacy, and her life to a thief. But Eleonora was no longer a victim. She pulled out the irrevocable trust documents, proving her absolute ownership, and looked at her loyal butler. "Cut the power," she ordered coldly. "Throw every single trespasser out the gates."”