Reborn Heiress: My Ex-Husband's Ruin

ond-floor hallway. The soft, woven fabric muffled her footsteps

f papers inside detailed the final transfer of the Merritt family trust fund. It

e caught her breath and smiled in the dim light. She rubbed her swollen stom

he cold metal bit into her warm skin. She was about to turn it when she noticed the heavy oak d

push the door open. The ol

giggle drifted thro

ly numb on the brass knob. She knew t

sted to the dim lamplight inside the study. Carolynn was sitting on the edge

ng smile he always reserved for his wife. His face was twisted into a cynical, arr

glass. Her manicured fingers trailed

whined, taking a sip. "Playing the supportive, sw

hallway suddenly felt too thick to breathe. A bloc

d before. He took a slow sip of his bourbon and adjusted his left cuff-a

d will be fully under my control by tomorrow morning.

dy herself. The rough texture of the expensive wallpaper scraped

voice dripping with venomous jealousy

he sharp clink of crystal against wood ec

ton stated flatly. "Once the kidnapping is staged

ieve

of air. In the dead silence of the h

e demanded, his voice slicing through the quiet room. He set his glass down abruptly and strode toward the entrance. As he yanked the heavy

e thick edge of the Persian rug. Panic surged thro

dy door wide open. The heavy oak

nton yelled do

ly threw off her balance, slowing her frantic pace. Her heart ham

en banister. She gripped it so tightly her knuckles tur

ears, stood perfectly still. In her right hand, she clutched a small, blinking two-way radio-the source of her perfect ti

r voice trembled, but she tried to pr

ss. She stood like a stone wall be

evieve. Before she could take another step down, a

s grip was an iron vice, bruisi

twisted her body, trying to break

cking, triumphant smile stretched across her face. She cr

al fueled a sudden burst of adrenaline. Genevieve swung her free arm backwar

her shoulder and backhanded her ac

ed Genevieve's head to the side.

ain erupted deep in her lower abdomen. It was a tearing sensation that made her

his cheek with the back of his hand. He

condary location. N

n her hands. The pungent, sickeningly sweet chemic

cover her nose and mouth. But the intense abdominal pain par

ical-soaked rag firmly

yes rolled back. The dark, heavy weight of unconsciou