The Discarded Heiress Finds Her Billionaire Love

Author: Superstition

Chapter 1

Word Count: 784 | Released on: Today at 18:26

Joella's

on the front lawn, her backpack still slung over one shoulder, staring at the scattered contents of her life. Her clothes, her books, her

yes, only the detached appraisal one might give a piece of furniture that no longe

poison she'd been unknowingly ingesting for years. It explained the constant comparisons, the casu

Brenda continued, her voice devoid of

irl with bouncy curls and a frilly pink dress peeked out, a triumphant smirk on

h Brenda's. She smelled of expensive perfume and entitlement. "Oh, there you are," she said, her

re clean but short, practical. "I never possessed anything that wasn't mine," she r

of jelly, always bending toward the path of least resistance. He looked at Chloe, a flicke

said, his tone pleading. "Joella's ha

one who had thrown her ent

lder, Chloe. Like a dress worn by mistake. Now, the rightful owner has come to cl

d, Joella-a perfect, complete family. She was the odd piece, the counterfeit part that had finally been identified and discarded. There was no point in arguing.

rn suitcase. She didn't have much, and what she had was now out here for the whole n

through the air, sh

ed, her ba

calculating tone entering her voice.

he edge of bankruptcy, and the marriage alliance with the Blackwood empire was their only lifeline. The con

ard, his voice suddenly urgent. "It belong

dary Blackwood family making her practically vibrate with exc

ey were trying to strip-mine her for

of cold, hard fury. She looked at their greedy, expectant faces. She had been a placeholder, a cas

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“For eighteen years, I endured the Miller family's constant comparisons and casual neglect, trying desperately to earn their love. Then the DNA results came back. Their biological daughter, Joella, returned home, and they threw all my belongings onto the front lawn like trash. "The DNA results came back this morning. You're not our daughter." My adoptive mother looked at me with the detached appraisal of someone viewing a piece of furniture that no longer fit the decor. They didn't just kick me out. As I picked up my worn suitcase, they demanded I fulfill an ironclad marriage contract with the legendary Blackwood family to save their failing corporation. "You were always a placeholder, Chloe. Like a dress worn by mistake. Now, the rightful owner has come to claim it." Joella smirked triumphantly from my old bedroom window, while my adoptive father screamed that I was a jinx and a curse who owed them my life. I looked at the three of them-a perfect, complete family. After a lifetime of craving their approval, the last thread of hope finally snapped, replaced by a cold, hard fury. Why should I let them use me one last time when they had treated me like a counterfeit part for eighteen years? I didn't cry or beg. Instead, I calmly pulled out my phone and sent a single encrypted message to pull all funding from their corporation. As their phones began to ring frantically with the news of their sudden bankruptcy, a man wearing a Patek Philippe watch bowed deeply before me. He was here to take me back to my real parents-the legendary Beaumont family, one of the wealthiest and most powerful bloodlines on the planet.”