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Sold to a Dead Man, I Became a Billionaire's Heiress

Chapter 9

Word Count: 823 | Released on: 19/08/2026

dimly lit corridor. It smelled of cigars a

e end of the hall. When he saw Ava, he

"What's th

d. The final item at tonight's undergroun

Ava needed to cure her grandfather. It grew only o

nd walked with Leo de

an get in here aren't exactly friendly. I heard s

"Are the fu

here." He knew Ava's accounts better than anyone;

vy metal door, where

eo's backpack and sneakers. "This is a members-only

stepped forward. She reached into her

eyes fell on her inner pocket. A flash of silver

hanged. He straightened,

idn't realize you were with the

swer. She only tucked the cufflink back in

d, "Ava, what was that? Did he just

Ava said. "We

rcular and vast, tiered like a theater, ever

directly to the S-level VIP sui

ofas, drinks, and a huge one-way glass window that overlooked

sofa, scanning

p and started typing

trace where it came from. It's not just a fancy piece of metal. It h

er. "I followed the chip's si

he balance was enough to buy

to use his mo

metery. If he's that rich, he can spare it. Think of

ke touching a live wire. But her grandfather needed the o

only enough for the o

erring the exact amount into

yping, "I also finally cracked

d to him.

of his profile before he got in the car. It's definitely him. The owner is a man named Javier Franco. His background is a

An arms dealer. That explained the

he used to pay? Another SSV

d the S001 card, the man from last

in the opening items. Then the auctione

bid was one m

gh the suite's bidding

in the hall, and many pe

suite lit up, and a new price app

at the suite

d without hesitatio

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“For ten years, the Shaw family mansion was nothing but a cold prison for their adopted daughter, Ava Mckenzie. The illusion of family shattered completely when her adoptive father slammed a contract on the table, ordering her to marry a dead man just to secure a five-million-dollar investment for his failing company. At that exact moment, Ava looked out the window to see her fiancé passionately kissing her stepsister in a parked car. Megan strutted inside moments later, flaunting Ava's stolen diamond ring and mocking her "dirt-poor" biological roots. Her adoptive mother sneered, threatening to throw Ava out on the streets if she didn't agree to the posthumous marriage to repay her debt for being raised. They surrounded her like vultures, waiting for her to break down, cry, and submit to being sold off to a ghost. Looking at their greedy, expectant faces, Ava's ice-blue eyes held no tears, only a chilling emptiness. She had spent a decade being their obedient, invisible shadow, enduring their endless abuse. Did they really think she would just let them destroy her future for a dead man's money? Instead of begging, Ava stood up and delivered a crisp, echoing slap across Megan's smug face. "I'll sign it. But tomorrow, we officially terminate my adoption." Leaving her stunned abusers behind, she packed her single worn-out suitcase, walked out the door without a backward glance, and pulled out a heavily encrypted phone to track down her real bloodline-completely unaware that seven powerful billionaire brothers in Manhattan were already tearing the city apart to bring her home.”