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The Genius Heiress Plays The Fool

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 828    |    Released on: 22/05/2026

he grand living roo

s had ruined her expensive makeup. Elizabet paced the floor in front of her, heels clicking aga

shouted, pointing a trembling finger at Georgiann. "

me like a rabid dog! If I hadn't mov

the physical assault and her documented cognitive impairment, we have prepared the annulment papers.

shing the down feathers inside. A cold sweat broke out across the back of her neck. She wasn't af

ghter in his right hand. Click. Clack. The metal lid snapped op

" Charlton's voice

ng. "This is for your

and took a threatening step toward Georgian

t wasn't entirely fake. The memory of Frank's rough hands, the feeling of b

llow. Her hands flew up to grip her own hair.

sofa cushions. Her eyes lost focus. Tears poured down her face. Sh

ac

's hand warped under the sudde

chair surged forward. The metal footrests rammed hard into Gill

th hands, his broad shoulders blocking Georgiann from the rest of the r

survival instinct took over. She lunged off the sofa and crashed

he sobbed, burying her wet face into his neck

e beating of her heart against his ribs. Slowly, his large hand

izabet and Gillian. The pure, unadulterated

. "Did she attack you, or did y

her mouth, but n

the bank. Freeze every trust fund a

he floor. "You can't do

re confined to the East Estate. If you step out

you have a problem with how I handle my wi

er than to push him. She grabbed Gillian by the arm and dr

lent, save for Georgi

king had stopped. He felt a s

eorgiann was staring up at him. The panic was gone.

ing a game. But why? And for what purpose? His grip on her back tightened, but he didn't push her away.

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The Genius Heiress Plays The Fool
The Genius Heiress Plays The Fool
“In my past life, I was treated like a mentally defective piece of trash by my family and forced to marry the paralyzed, ruthless billionaire, Charlton Moreno. I thought he would despise me, but when the yacht exploded, this terrifying man threw his massive body over mine. His blood soaked into my clothes as the blast tore us apart. Before I died, the cruel truth finally came to light. My family had been slowly poisoning him with a neurotoxin for years, turning his legs into dead weight. They only used me as a filthy pawn to humiliate his bloodline and steal his fortune. And when I was no longer useful, I was stripped of everything and left to die in the gutter. Why did he protect a broken, uninvited stranger like me? Why did I let those greedy traitors destroy the only person who ever truly made me feel safe? Opening my eyes again, I was back on the day my family shoved me, wearing a torn wedding dress, into the freezing foyer of the Moreno estate. "This is what you bring us? A mental defective?" I kept my head down, hiding the cold, calculating hatred in my eyes, and let my facial muscles go completely slack. This time, I will play the perfect idiot, I will cure his legs, and I will take back everything.”