The Discarded Heiress Finds Her Billionaire Love

Chapter 5

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eeling foreign on her tongue. "As in, top

corners. "You are taking this with remarkable co

intained the icy control that had been her shield for eighteen years. She took a deep breath, the cle

ck for one hundred thousand dollars into her hand. "A final payment for your troubles,

ake a stop at a bank? There's s

er, his obedience absolute. It was a small thing, but

the full amount into a secure, anonymous account she maintained under one of her digital al

sense of closure. She turned to Arthur, who was waiting pa

courtesy. "That's very kind, Miss, but the car

walking slowly with a cane, suddenly clutched his chest. His face contorted i

t their phones, but no one moved to help. The fear of a lawsuit, of

study and practice under her mentor, took over. She saw a young

to him, her voice sharp and clear

, keeping the camera steady and pointed at her. In a country where a

e the man. His skin was clammy, his breathing shallow and ragged. His lips we

to start chest compressions when a fi

u think you're doing, you ignor

sive push meet only air. He stumbled, catching himself before he fell. The y

a butler's uniform, ran up, his face pale wi

diately pointed a trembling, accusatory finger at Chloe. "Bernard! It

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The Discarded Heiress Finds Her Billionaire Love

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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.”