Rising From Ashes: The Untouchable Zillionaire Heiress

ver tray. She reached out and picked it up. A slow, chilling smile spr

re locked on the interaction between the two sisters. Th

dripped with mock sweetness. "You're r

r lip to hide her smirk, thinking she had succes

The ballroom lights caught the met

mb and forefinger. She lifted it high into the air, en

ped his sweaty palms on his trousers again, thinking the

Her expression turned ice-cold.

ately relaxed her fingers. She rel

ward the solid marble floor. To Ava

forward uselessly, her hands gr

harp, violent crack. The sound echoed

pieces. Shards of glass scattered across the po

ced the back casing of the watch

l, black, square metallic chip bounced ou

the lead security specialist in Griffin Carlisle's private deta

recognizing the threat. He squinted at the small de

ace grim. "Sir, this is a military-grade micro-GPS tracker," the specialist identified loudl

wd. The horrific implication of his word

s darted around the room, realizing her daughter

e body trembled violently as she stared

clear and sharp, slicing through the mur

genuine panic welled up in her eyes as the

psychopath," one woman muttered. "What ki

a nonexistent third party. "I... I didn't know!

ut the bug, playing the innocent vi

lease from last month, Seraphina. It's not a vint

lpable. He looked directly at Stephen Sinclair. "Is this ho

e marble floor. The sound was deafening. "

om. He wiped his face, realizing his company