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The Exiled Heiress Returns For Her Son

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 595    |    Released on: Today at 12:48

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wrought-iron gates, heavy, frantic footst

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furious, mottled purple. Right behind him hurried his wife, Linda Parr

had expected the same timid, plain girl he had banished five years ago-someone worn down by struggle and desperate for family approval. I

e airport, and now you humiliate your sister at her own birthday party?

voice as calm and sharp as tempered gla

es, Chloe. You revived Alistair BioTech in Europe, but that company belongs to the Parrish family. You don't have the backing to expan

d completel

ize the thriving biotech company I had built and hand it over t

ted contempt. "You abandoned Alistair BioTech when you thought i

gnation. "You were nothing but a plain, obedient shadow five years ago, and you're still

ouch Alistair BioTech, Richard, I will launch a full forensic audit into every asset you e

ock, his mouth opening and

rylic nails clawing toward my face in a hysteric

orward momentum with a swift pivot. Amber lost her footing completely, stumbling past me and cr

ambling in panic to pull her

d Eliza safe beside me, I turned my back on the pathetic s

t a long, trembling breath. "Chloe...

I said softly, st

om Solo: Safehouse ready for Eliza. Mother's lockbox secure

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The Exiled Heiress Returns For Her Son
The Exiled Heiress Returns For Her Son
“Five years ago, I gave birth to twins in a cold hospital room. The doctor handed me my healthy daughter, but coldly announced that my son was stillborn. I held his tiny, lifeless body and cried until my heart broke, completely unaware it was all a monstrous lie. Because of my pregnancy, my family cast me out as a disgrace, and my fiancé abandoned me. Five years later, I returned to Chicago with my daughter to settle the score. But in a hotel hallway, I accidentally bumped into a little boy. When I looked down, my world stopped. He had the exact same eyes as the baby I thought I had lost forever. Driven by a primal instinct, I reached out to gently touch his cheek. "What are you doing? Stay away from my son." His father, a famous hockey superstar, pulled the boy away and looked at me with pure disgust. He branded me a scheming groupie trying to use a child to climb into his bed. Meanwhile, my toxic step-sister was trying to steal my mother's company, even impersonating my secret identity as a legendary medical expert just to get close to that very same arrogant athlete. I didn't understand how my "dead" son ended up in the hands of this stranger. Who orchestrated this cruel conspiracy five years ago to tear my flesh and blood apart? Looking at the hacker's report confirming the boy's adoption records, a cold smile touched my lips. The weak girl from five years ago is dead. This time, I will expose every lie, crush anyone who stands in my way, and take my son back.”