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The Discarded Heiress Finds Her Billionaire Love

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 600    |    Released on: Today at 18:26

perate, manufactured authority. "After everything we've done for you, r

" hung in the ai

lowered her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "Chloe, I just don't want to

s a true blessing. A lucky star. The moment she came back, good things started happening." She ges

hloe. "Unlike some people, who onl

before, whispered behind her back. But hearing it no

ch her eyes. She pulled her phone from her pocket, her fingers moving q

ull funding from Mill

message vanishin

ady picturing her life as Mrs. Blackwood. She preen

conversational, but it sliced through the air. "Are you sure about

pped, his face reddening. "Your neg

that shattered the suburban quiet. He fumbled for it, his expre

d from his face. His knuckles tur

e confirmation email an hour ago!" His voice cracked, rising in panic.

umbled. Joella's fantasy bubble popped,

ross the manicured lawn. He hung up, his hand trembling, and his eyes darted wildly, finall

didn't seem s

she said, her voice still unnervingly calm.

then again. The sounds were like nails being hammered into the coffin of the Miller Corporation.

David and Brenda stood frozen, the horrifying realization dawning on them that they had ju

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The Discarded Heiress Finds Her Billionaire Love
The Discarded Heiress Finds Her Billionaire Love
“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.”